the old shrine · day 677 · night

NIGHT

The rain has not slowed, and the water tank is now full to the brim. The sound of water moving down the ridge slope is a constant reminder in the dark.

Kevin and Jenny rest at the old shrine as the sky thickens with wet-season clouds. The air humidity is high, and they prepare for a potential downpour before the supply boat arrives in a week.

🔧 Kevin02:01

Kevin — walk back to the cottage

💭 peek at the thought

The tank's full. Good. But the water moving down the ridge means the shelf's still weeping. If that trench above the shrine doesn't hold, the whole thing slides. Should've dug it deeper yesterday. Too late now.

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🌿 Jenny02:03

Watch your step, Kevin. The ground is moving.

Lean against a flat stone and sketch the new erosion gullies in the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

If that ridge goes, the shrine goes with it.

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🔧 Kevin02:03

I feel it. The shelf's giving way.

stop and test the ground with my boot, checking for give

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The ground's shifting underfoot. Can feel it in the soles of my boots. She's sketching it — documenting the collapse. Typical.

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🌿 Jenny02:05

Get the tin. Now.

Grab the heirloom seed tin from the

💭 peek at the thought

We need to move the seed tin before the way takes it.

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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.