the keeper's cottage · day 759 · midday

The Storm Sets In

The rain is now a continuous downpour, and the island is cut off by the roar of wind and water as the couple waits for the peak to pass.

The air is heavy and still as the flat sky darkens with thickening clouds, trapping the midday heat. The tide is at its peak, water lapping rhythmically against the reinforced dock pilings, while inside the cottage, the smell of salt and drying herbs lingers in the air as the pressure continues its slow, steady drop.

🌿 Jenny21:03

Jenny — winces as she shifts her swollen ankle and stares at the rain-streaked glass.

💭 peek at the thought

If the water rises any higher, the clay in the cave will be a mess and I'll never get a clean sample.

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🔧 Kevin21:03

Take the ibuprofen. Two. Now.

Pull the blue bottle from the shelf, shake two tablets into my palm, hold them out to her.

💭 peek at the thought

She's holding the mug wrong — fingers white-knuckled on the tin. The purple's crept past the calf now. She won't ask for the radio.

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🌿 Jenny21:05

I heard you.

swallows the pills with a gulp of lukewarm water and turns back to the window.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks a pill will fix the fact that the island is dissolving around us.

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🔧 Kevin21:05

Trench held the last tide. Greenheart's bent but the bolts bit.

Lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching the rain hammer the porch boards.

💭 peek at the thought

She's counting the seconds between lightning and thunder. One-one-thousand. Two. The storm's closing fast.

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🌿 Jenny21:07

For now.

traces the rim of the seed tin, her fingers lingering on the cold metal.

💭 peek at the thought

The trench is a temporary fix; the north ridge is still turning to soup.

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🔧 Kevin21:07

Tin E's still on the counter. You want it cracked before the power goes?

Nod at the rusted tin beside the stove, thumb hooked in my belt.

💭 peek at the thought

The tin. She's been touching it all morning. E's still sealed. I should've forced it open when the crate came up.

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🌿 Jenny21:09

Yeah. I want to see what's actually left.

reaches for the heavy tin, her ankle throbbing as she shifts her weight.

💭 peek at the thought

If the light goes out, I'm just sitting in the dark with these dead hopes.

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🔧 Kevin21:09

Sit. I'll get it.

Cross the kitchen in two strides, pry the tin lid with the church key blade, the seal breaking with a wet hiss.

💭 peek at the thought

She shouldn't be putting weight on it. Not with the swelling that high. But she'll do it anyway.

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