the keeper's cottage · day 388 · night

shelter from the squall

The rain has slowed to a steady drizzle as you and Jenny return to the cottage to dry clothes and tend a fire.

The rain continues its steady rhythmic drumming on the cottage roof, the air heavy with the scent of damp earth and salt. Inside, the water tank is nearing its capacity, the slow gurgle of the last few liters filling the remaining space.

🌿 Jenny21:47

The tank is holding for now. We need to check the salt levels in the morning.

Hang my damp waterproof jacket near the wood stove and sit at the table, rubbing my ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in time with the rain, and the smell of wet wool is making me want to crawl out of skin.

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🔧 Kevin21:47

Aye. Morning's soon enough.

hang my oilskin by the stove, feed the fire with two splits of dry spruce, and set the kettle on to boil

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving stiff. The ankle's worse than she's letting on. I'll check the poultice when she's ready, but first — fire, dry clothes, quiet.

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🌿 Jenny21:49

Jenny — reach for the heirloom seed tin on the table and open the lid to check for any scent of rot.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always so methodical with the fire, like the wood is more precious than the heat. ownSAY: I'm going to check the tin. I don't want the moisture getting to the heirloom.

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🔧 Kevin21:49

Smell clean?

pour hot water into two enamel mugs, drop in a pinch of tea leaves each, and set one in front of her

💭 peek at the thought

Good sign she's checking the tin herself. Means she's thinking ahead, not just enduring.

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