the old shrine · day 916 · night

Evening at the shrine

Kevin and Jenny sit together at the old shrine as dusk settles. The crate sits half-open on the dock below, mould spores drifting on the breeze. They share a tin of corned beef and watch the barometer hold steady at 1006 hPa. The supply boat is due tomorrow at high tide.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🌿 Jenny01:11

We need to check the seacocks one more time before the rain hits.

Sketch the morphology of the sea beet leaves in the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

The spores from that crate are getting into my lungs, but I need to know what's inside before the boat.

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🔧 Kevin01:13

Seacocks first. Then you eat the rest of that corned beef. All of it.

walk down the ridge path toward the dock, crowbar hooked through belt loop, lantern swinging in the other hand

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the seacocks. The rain's coming hard and the dinghy's our only way to meet that boat. But she's sketching again — sea beet morphology at dusk, by lantern light — and I've watched her do this nine hundred sixteen times. The infection's eating her ankle and she's drawing salt glands.

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🌿 Jenny01:15

I'll be right behind you.

Close the notebook and pocket the pencil.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks food will fix the hollow in my chest that has nothing to do with my stomach.

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🔧 Kevin01:15

Take the lantern. I know the dinghy in the dark.

step onto the dinghy's port gunwale, crouch to reach the seacock handles under the aft decking, test each one — raw water intake, head discharge, bilge — confirming they turn clean and seat tight

💭 peek at the thought

She moves slower than she lets on. The ankle's bad — worse than yesterday. I'll check the seacocks myself and she can watch from the dock. No need for her on the slippery gunwale in this rain.

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🌿 Jenny01:17

Be careful on the rocks, they're slick.

Follow him down to the dock.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so confident in the mechanics, but the salt is still eating the bottom of that boat.

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🔧 Kevin01:17

Watch the starboard stringer joint — the west shackle's been singing loose since the last swell.

inspect the dock pilings from the waterline, running a hand along the starboard sister joint where the 150mm through-bolt should be, finding the housing compromised and the threads stripped from salt corrosion

💭 peek at the thought

The rocks are glass under this rain. One wrong step and we're in the surf before the rescue can come. I should've checked the fenders yesterday.

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