the old shrine · day 13 · night

Waiting for the Tide

The tide has now reached the base of the shrine steps. The air remains calm, and the barometer holds steady.

The heat remains oppressive at the shrine as the tide holds high against the stone. Kevin works on the fuel float with meticulous focus while Jenny manages the damp seed packets in the stifling dry air.

🌿 Jenny08:48

It's so quiet. Almost too quiet.

Lean back against a weathered stone and close my eyes for a second.

💭 peek at the thought

My stomach is actually cramping now. If I don't eat those limpets soon, I'm going to crash.

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🔧 Kevin08:48

Barometer's not moved all day. 1038 and flat. That's not normal for here.

Watch the water line on the shrine steps, tracking how far the tide has come up since we arrived.

💭 peek at the thought

The stillness isn't natural for this coast. Usually there's wind by now, or at least the swell hitting the cliffs. This high pressure is sitting on us like a lid.

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🌿 Jenny08:50

It's holding its breath. Just like the whole island.

Wipe sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand and look at the horizon.

💭 peek at the thought

If it doesn't drop, the boat might actually make it, but the heat will just get worse.

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🔧 Kevin08:50

Spring path'll be passable at mid-ebb tomorrow if the westerly holds. Barometer above 1018, we're good.

Pull the notebook from my pocket and flip to the tide/spring path page, confirming the notes I made yesterday.

💭 peek at the thought

She feels it too. This isn't just heat — it's the kind of calm that comes before something breaks. The supply boat's due tomorrow. If this holds, she'll make it. If it doesn't...

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🌿 Jenny08:52

It'll hold. Just don't wait until the last minute to move.

Reach out and gently take the notebook back from him.

💭 peek at the thought

He's checking my math. He does that when he's anxious.

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🔧 Kevin08:52

Didn't plan to.

Let her take the notebook. Watch her read the entries, the sea beet sketches, the spring path notes. Feel the evening cool starting to settle behind the heat.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. I've been pushing the carburetor, the spar, the dinghy — all of it — like the weather owes me a window. It doesn't.

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