the keeper's cottage · day 917 · night

The calm before the swell

The humidity is stifling in the cottage as night falls. You sit together in the dim light, waiting for the rain to finally break.

The heavy humidity clings to the cottage like a damp shroud, making the air thick and difficult to breathe. The tide is out, exposing the slick, dark rocks of the southern shore and the pools of trapped sea life. Inside, the smell of salt and antiseptic lingers as the morning work settles into a day of slow, stifling heat.

🔧 Kevin02:10

Coffee's still warm if you want the rest.

slide the tin mug across the table toward her, then lean back against the wall and listen to the generator's steady chug outside

💭 peek at the thought

The air's thick enough to drink. Barometer's still rising slow — 1010 now — but the humidity won't break. Jenny's ankle is the clock I'm watching. Seven days to the supply boat. Six days of antibiotics left if we stretch the metronidazole. She hasn't asked about the letter since we read it. That either means she's letting it be, or she's waiting.

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🌿 Jenny02:11

Thanks.

Reach for the mug, take a sip of the lukewarm coffee, and wince as the movement shifts my swollen ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle feels like it's being squeezed by a fist and the air is thick enough to chew.

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🔧 Kevin02:12

Let me look at it.

set my mug down, pull the stool closer, and reach for the clean gauze and sea beet poultice on the shelf

💭 peek at the thought

She's hiding the wince but the breath catches. Ankle's still tracking heat. Poultice needs changing before midnight.

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🌿 Jenny02:13

It's just throbbing more today.

Lay my leg out toward him, holding my breath slightly as he touches the edge of the wound.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always so careful, like I'm made of glass instead of skin and bone.

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🔧 Kevin02:14

Held. No new ground since yesterday.

unwrap the gauze carefully, peel back the poultice, and examine the wound margins against the pen marks from last night

💭 peek at the thought

Skin's hot to the touch. Red lines haven't advanced past where I marked them yesterday — that's something. But the swelling's deeper, tighter. Bone-deep. She's been on her feet too much today with the garden and the crate.

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🌿 Jenny02:15

The humidity is making it impossible to dry.

Watch his hands work, noting the way the light catches the grit on his skin.

💭 peek at the thought

At least it isn't spreading, but this heat is making everything feel heavy and stagnant.

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🔧 Kevin02:16

We'll wrap it looser tonight. Let it breathe some. Change it at first light before the heat builds.

clean the wound with the last of the saline, apply fresh sea beet-mint-honey poultice thinner this time, and wrap with gauze loose enough to slip a finger under

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Nothing dries here. Not the poultice, not the gauze, not the wood, not us. The infection's got a greenhouse. Need to get air on it but the night air's wet as a lung.

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🌿 Jenny02:17

Okay.

Lean back against the cool whitewashed stone, watching the shadows dance on the ceiling.

💭 peek at the thought

If I can just get those seeds into the ridge tomorrow, maybe the pain won't feel like a failure.

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