The Calm Before the Storm
The overcast clouds thicken further, and the first cool breeze of in from the north, carrying the scent of distant rain.
Kevin inspected the dinghy mooring and the generator shed to ensure everything was braced for the coming storm. Jenny secured the heirloom seeds and checked her notes as the atmospheric pressure continued to drop. Both prepared for a difficult night.
The pressure is dropping fast.
Tighten the bandage on my ankle and reach for the tin of seeds.
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Copy. Dropping how fast?
walk to the porch and pick up the barometer, reading the needle
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It's at 982 and still falling. We have maybe hours.
Open the seed tin and check the moisture of the grandmother's seeds.
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Hours. Right. I'll check the dinghy warp and the generator shed. You secure the seed tins and the radio notebook.
step off the porch and walk down the path to the dock, flashlight in hand
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.