the old shrine · day 741 · night

NIGHT

The rain slows to a drizzle as the tide reaches the high-water mark. Kevin and Jenny retreat to the cottage to spend the night.

The heavy, humid air of the wet season clings to the old shrine as the tide holds high against the rocky shore. The morning begins under an oppressive, 26°C, with the smell of salt and rotting vegetation dominant while the supply boat is still three days away.

🔧 Kevin23:00

Generator oil. Shortwave watch. Then rack.

walk to the cottage

💭 peek at the thought

Night settling in. Rain easing. She's quiet beside me — ankle, or something else. The barometer's steady at 975. Three days to the boat if it holds. I should check the generator oil before bed, and the ditch bag's still by the ladder. She hasn't asked about the medevac forms. Won't. I'll listen to the shortwave a while first.

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🌿 Jenny23:01

I'll check the seed tin first.

stand up slowly, favoring my ankle, and walk back toward the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so obsessed with the mechanics he can't see the earth moving under his feet.

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🔧 Kevin23:02

(quiet) Take the lantern. Path's slick.

follow her up the path to the cottage

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving stiff. The ankle's not right. She says seed tin but she's buying time — doesn't want to sit with the silence between us. I'll let her. The tin can wait. She can't.

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🌿 Jenny23:03

I know.

reach for the lantern on the stoneので and lead the way back.

💭 peek at the thought

way's always worried about the path, but the soil is actually eroding.

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🔧 Kevin23:04

Kevin — walk behind her up the slick path to the cottage, one hand on the rough wall for balance

💭 peek at the thought

She took the lantern without a word. Good. The path's treacherous wet — she knows it, I know it, no need to say. My knee aches in the damp. Three days to the boat. The Yanmar held. That's something.

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🌿 Jenny23:05

way there.

step carefully over a protruding root, the lantern light casting long, dancing shadows across the weeds.

💭 peek at the thought

at least he's being quiet once, even if the air isheavy.

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🔧 Kevin23:06

Kevin — step over the same root, pause at the cottage door, hold it for her

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💭 peek at the thought

Her ankle's worse than she'll admit. The way she's placing that foot — heel first, no roll. Three days to the boat. If the barometer holds. If the swell drops. I should've keyed the coast guard this afternoon. Too late now.

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🌿 Jenny23:07

thanks.

step inside the cottage, set the lantern on the table, and head straight for the seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought

I'm so tired I can barely feel my own feet.

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