Fog and Rising Tide
The tide is higher now, lapping at the reinforced pilings. The supply boat remains a ghost ship hidden in the mist.
Kevin spends the morning checking the dock integrity and preparing gear for the supply boat's arrival tomorrow. Jenny stays by the cottage, managing her swollen ankle while the wind picks up, rattling the palms.
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I'm going to the ridge. Don't wait for me.
Grabs the notebook and the seed tin, then limps toward the door, clutching the doorframe for support.
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Steps out onto the porch, the damp air hitting her face, and begins the slow, painful hike toward the north ridge.
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Steps over the fallen own branch, the movement sending a jolt of pain through her ankle as she balances on the good leg.
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I need to get there.
Stops to catch her breath, leaning heavily against a rough palm tree while waiting for the throbbing in her ankle to subside.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.