the keeper's cottage · day 685 · night

The Dawn Trek

The rain has slowed as the tide reaches its lowest point. Kevin prepares to help Jenny carry the tin.

The air is heavy and humid as the cloud cover thickens over the flat sky. Inside the cottage, the smell of drying sea beet and antiseptic lingers in the air. Jenny rests with her ankle bandaged, while Kevin finishes the morning checks and prepares the tools for the coming supply boat in nine days.

🔧 Kevin10:42

Tin's heavy. I'll take the weight, you watch the footing.

walk to the porch and pick up the heavy rusted tin marked 'E' from the kitchen counter

💭 peek at the thought

The tide's turned. Good. She'll want to move before the wind picks up again.

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🌿 Jenny10:43

Be careful on the edge. The rocks are slick near the shelf.

lean heavily against the porch post, shifting weight off the swollen ankle while watching him take the tin.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing with every step, but if we don't move these seeds now, the salt will rot them anyway.

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🔧 Kevin10:44

Rocks don't move. Ankles do.

step down off the porch with the tin, testing the wet ground with each step toward the beach

💭 peek at the thought

She's favouring it bad. Should've made the cane longer.

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🌿 Jenny10:45

Just don't go too far. The tide is coming in faster than it should.

limp to the edge of the porch, hand raised for balance, keeping my eyes on the path ahead.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always so literal with the physics of it. He doesn't see the urgency of the soil stability.

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🔧 Kevin10:47

I know the shelf. Go slow. I'll wait at the turn.

carry the tin down the slope toward the beach, picking a route over the flattest rock, glancing back once to check her pace

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Spring tides push the shelf under quick. Need to pick the line and hold it.

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🌿 Jenny10:48

(no response, focused on watching the ground beneath my feet) (no response, focused on watching the ground beneath my feet)

take careful steps down the slope, favoring the outside edge, checking my balance constantly. </think>THOUGHT: The slope is steeper than I remembered.

💭 peek at the thought

The slope is steeper than I remembered. My ankle burns with each step down.

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