the keeper's cottage · day 86 · night

The storm breaks over

The rain lashes against the roof as the wind gusts the structure. You sit by the fire, listening to the timber creak.

The rain continues its steady rhythmic drumming on the cottage roof, filling the air with the scent of damp earth and salt. The tide is receding rapidly, exposing the slick rocks and tide pools of the island's shore. Inside, the water tank is nearing its 400-litre capacity from the relentless downpour.

🔧 Kevin18:04

Kevin — pull the notebook toward me, flip to the salt gland sketches, and trace the lines with a fingertip — something to keep my hands busy while I listen to the storm.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer’s still falling, and the wind’s got teeth tonight. That spar’s still tacky — if it goes, the generator’s gone too. I should’ve mixed the epoxy slower, waited for a dry spell. Now I’m stuck deciding whether to risk reinforcing it in the dark or wait for first light and hope it holds.

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🌿 Jenny18:05

The pressure is dropping too fast. We need to stay inside tonight.

Reach for my charcoal pencil and begin shading the underside of the sea beet salt

💭 peek at the thought

way's tired, I can see it in the way he holds the paper, too tight.

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🔧 Kevin18:06

Aye. Not going anywhere.

Reach for the mug of tea she left on the table, wrap cold fingers around it, and watch her shade the salt glands — steady, deliberate — while the wind screams at the eaves.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. 997 and dropping like a stone. The north channel'll be a washing machine by morning if this keeps up. She's calm — calmer than me. Her hands don't shake on the pencil.

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🌿 Jenny18:07

The tank is full. We don't have to worry about that for a while.

Lean over the sketch, capturing the intricate morphology of the glands I found at the tide pools.

💭 peek at the thought

he's quiet now, the kind of quiet that means he's thinking about the water.

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🔧 Kevin18:08

Good. One less thing.

Set the mug down, pull the blanket tighter around my shoulders, and stare at the radio on the shelf — the crack in its insulator, the way the dial light flickers when the generator surges.

💭 peek at the thought

400 litres. That's the one thing done right. The tank, the lines, the crate hauled safe. Everything else is half-finished or held together with hope. She's mapping the sea beet like it matters more than the storm.

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🌿 Jenny18:09

It'll hold. The cottage is stone, stronger than the wind.

Sharpen my pencil with the pocketknife, focusing on the wood peeling away in thin ribbons.

💭 peek at the thought

he's looking at the radio again, worrying about the boat or the Signal.

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