the keeper's cottage · day 770 · night

The storm breaks

The wind howls through the radio mast, and the first heavy drops of rain begin to hammer the tin roof.

The air inside the cottage is heavy with humidity and the scent of drying sea beet and medicinal poultice. Outside, the sky is a seamless, oppressive grey, and the barometer continues its slow descent, signaling the approaching front. Jenny lies on the cot, her ankle wrapped in the cooling poultice mixture, while Kevin checks the water levels in the tank, feeling the weight of the coming storm.

🌿 Jenny10:34

Kevin, the south piling's holding but we need to get those bolts in before the next surge—check the liner for cracks.

run to the shrine and open the rusted tin marked 'E', then check the cottage northeast roof for leaks as rain begins.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure's dropping fast—barometer's at 985 and still falling. That tin marked 'E' could be the key if I can get those seeds in the ground before the soil washes away. But the garden bed's already flooding from the tide trapped under the tarp.

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🔧 Kevin10:34

Bolts are staged. Liner's sound — checked it at low tide. Go.

walk to the dock and inspect the south piling's steel doubler plate and through-bolts for any hairline cracks in the epoxy liner, wiping rain from the metal with my sleeve to see clean.

💭 peek at the thought

She's running for the shrine first — Tom's birthday, the bottle, the letter. The bolts can wait thirty seconds. I'll check the piling liner while she's gone.

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🌿 Jenny10:35

Good. Check the roof first—if it leaks over the radio, we lose the signal.

walk to the cottage roof to inspect the stone flashing, then retreat inside the kitchen to check the seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought

He's moving fast, but the wind is already turning. If the dock holds, I can focus on the soil stability in the morning. I need to see if the moisture in that tin has ruined my grandmother's legacy.

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🔧 Kevin10:36

On it.

climb onto the cottage roof via the porch overhang, moving careful on wet stone, and inspect the northeast flashing where the lead meets the chimney stack — checking for lifted edges, cracked sealant, or water tracking under the batten.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Radio dies, we're blind. Roof first, piling second. The lead flashing on the northeast corner held last storm but the wind's shifting northwest — different angle, different load.

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🌿 Jenny10:37

Watch your step on the slate, it's slick with moss.

sit at the kitchen table and open grandmother's seed tin, checking for any sign of damp or mold.

💭 peek at the thought

The wind is picking up. If that water gets into the tin, the whole collection is gone. I need to know if those seeds are still viable.

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🔧 Kevin10:38

Boots are dry. I've got it.

crouch low on the wet slate, testing each footfall before weighting it, and run my fingers along the lead flashing seam where it tucks under the chimney — feeling for gaps, lifting a corner to check the bitumen membrane underneath, and pres

💭 peek at the thought

Moss on the north face, always. She's looking after the seeds while I look after the roof. Fair trade.

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🌿 Jenny10:39

Be careful with that flashing. If you tear the lead, we're doomed.

open the rusted lid of the seed tin, listening for the scent of damp earth or rot.

💭 peek at the thought

He's out there in the wind while I'm sitting here staring at a tin. If the roof fails, the garden doesn't matter anyway.

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🔧 Kevin10:40

Membrane's sound. Corner's weeping. Need tar and a fresh batten when the rain lets up.

press the lifted lead edge back into the bitumen bed with the heel of my palm, seating it firm, then scrape a thumbnail along the seam to confirm no grit's trapped — wipe wet slate dust off my fingers on my thigh and climb back down to the

💭 peek at the thought

Lead's soft. I know. Been working it longer than she's been here. The membrane's intact — no tear, no rot. Just the usual capillary track at the chimney corner where the wind drives rain horizontal.

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