the old shrine · day 163 · evening

The evening before the boat

The trade wind remains steady, but the air is cooling rapidly. The tide is now high.

The air at the shrine is heavy with the 31°C heat as the flat sky thickens with incoming clouds. The barometer shows a drop to 1004 hPa, signaling a shift in the dry season weather. The tide is high, lapping against the dock and keeping the pools inaccessible.

🔧 Kevin22:17

Kevin — walk back to the cottage to check the dinghy lashings and secure loose gear

💭 peek at the thought

Tide's high and the barometer's still dropping. Supply boat's due tomorrow but with this pressure trend and the wind backing southwest, she'll be lucky to make the crossing. Need to check the dinghy's secure and the cottage battened down before dark.

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🌿 Jenny22:19

The pressure is dropping too fast for a clear morning.

Stand by the shrine stones, tracing a worn carving of a name I can't read.

💭 peek at the thought

My stomach is cramping again and the sky looks heavy enough to bruise. If that boat doesn't show tomorrow, I'm going to lose my mind out here.

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🔧 Kevin22:19

Boat won't make it tomorrow. Not with this trend.

stand beside her, looking out at the water, hands in pockets against the cooling wind

💭 peek at the thought

She's reading the same signs I am. Barometer was 1004 and falling when I left the cottage, now it's dropped further. Southwest wind backing, tide high — this isn't clearing by morning. She knows the crossing as well as I do.

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🌿 Jenny22:21

I should check the Yanmar housing bolts again before the rain starts.

Tighten my grip on the notebook, feeling the cold stone against my palm.

💭 peek at the thought

Then I'm stuck with another ten days of salt and silence. I hope the seeds hold the tin.

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🔧 Kevin22:21

They held at 1800 RPM under load. No movement, no weep.

turn from the water, facing the cottage direction, waiting

💭 peek at the thought

She's deflecting — giving herself something to do with her hands. The housing bolts were torqued to 35Nm yesterday, the helicoil held, the bronze sleeve seated clean. She knows that. We both know the engine's not the problem right now.

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🌿 Jenny22:23

Good. I'll check the housing one last time before the light goes.

Nod, close the notebook, and start walking back toward the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

At least one thing isn't falling apart today, even if the rest of us are.

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🔧 Kevin22:23

Kevin — follow her back toward the cottage, scanning the ridge line for weather

💭 peek at the thought

Let her check. Keeps her hands busy, her mind off the crossing. I'll walk back with her — the wind's picking up and the temperature's dropping fast. Rain's coming before dark.

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🌿 Jenny22:25

We're going to need those limpets we saved up.

Walk toward the cottage path, boots heavy on the damp earth.

💭 peek at the thought

I'm so hungry I can barely focus, and the air feels like wet wool.

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🔧 Kevin22:25

Got a pot of them boiled already. Two portions in the pan.

lengthen stride to walk beside her, boots crunching on the path gravel

💭 peek at the thought

She's stockpiling mentally — limpets, tinned corned beef, the crate of seed potatoes. Calories for a siege. Smart. The supply boat might not show for days if this blows up proper.

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🌿 Jenny22:27

Jenny — reach into my pocket to feel the cold metal of the seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always three steps ahead of the hunger while I'm just trying to stay upright.그런SAY: I'll get the mint sprigs drying, at least.

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