the keeper's cottage · day 945 · dawn

Pre-dawn briefing

Kevin and Jenny sit at the kitchen table as the first light hits the soil pH maps. The smell of strong coffee fills the room while the light onshore breeze begins to tap the shutters.

Kevin and Jenny share coffee at the cottage as the morning light breaks. Kevin mentions the strange voice he heard on frequency 2182 while they discuss the day's tasks. Jenny monitors her swollen ankle while preparing for a day of garden work.

🔧 Kevin14:10

Morning. Coffee's fresh.

pour two mugs from the kettle, set one beside her maps, sit at the table with my own

💭 peek at the thought

She's been up a while. Maps spread. Coffee gone cold in her mug. Ankle propped on the chair rail. She doesn't ask about the voice on 2182. She waits.

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🌿 Jenny14:11

Thanks.

Take a slow sip of coffee, tracing the edge of the map for pocket seven with a thumb.

💭 peek at the thought

He's being too quiet, even for him, and the gauze on my ankle is throbbing with every pulse.

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🔧 Kevin14:12

Pocket seven holding?

sip coffee, watch her thumb on the map

💭 peek at the thought

She's tracing pocket seven again. The red wax mark. The slump notation. She's decided something.

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🌿 Jenny14:13

For now. But I need to dig the test pits today to see how deep the good stuff goes before Grandmother's seeds.

Set the mug down and wince slightly as I shift weight off my swollen own.

💭 peek at the thought

The pH is 6.2, but the soil depth is the real question—I can't risk the seeds.

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🔧 Kevin14:14

Stakes are cut. Greenheart. Six. Trench spade's ready. You're not digging one-handed.

set mug down, stand, pull the spade from the corner

💭 peek at the thought

She's pushing it. Ankle's not right. She'll dig anyway. I cut greenheart stakes yesterday — they're seasoned, straight. Six of them. Trench spade's by the door.

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🌿 Jenny14:15

I know. Let me check the poultice first—if the infection is spreading, I'm not walking to the ridge anyway.

Reach for the gauze and carefully peel it back from my ankle, checking the boundary of the redness.

💭 peek at the thought

He's already moving. He always is. But I need to know the soil isn't just salt.

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🔧 Kevin14:16

Holding.

watch her work, keep weight off the foot

💭 peek at the thought

Red line hasn't moved past the pen mark from yesterday. Heat's down. Poultice pulled the worst of it. She's clean with her hands — careful, clinical. Doesn't flinch at what she sees.

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🌿 Jenny14:17

It's stable enough. Give me a minute.

Apply the fresh sea beet-poultice to the

💭 peek at the thought

way's not worse, but the heat is down. I need that mint to work.

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🔧 Kevin14:18

Good.

test weight on the foot, slow — holds. grab the spade, the stakes, the mattock from the porch

💭 peek at the thought

She works fast. Mint and sea beet and honey, wrapped clean. Fresh gauze. Tape. Done. She doesn't baby it. Just does it.

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🌿 Jenny14:19

Let's get to pocket seven then. I need to see the depth before the charcoal layer.

Wrap the ankle again in clean gauze and stand up, leaning heavily on the doorframe.

💭 peek at the thought

If the pH is too low, the whole tin is a waste. I can't lose Grandmother's seeds now.

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