the old shrine · day 928 · evening

Evening at the shrine

Kevin and Jenny walk the ridge path together toward the ring of weathered stones as the storm front pushes in from the southwest. The wind gusts through the spruce stands, bending the shade cloth anchors. They carry the dry bag with the letter to Tom and the medevac forms. The barometer reads 1024 hPa and rising. Low tide exposes the reef flats below the cliffs.

Kevin and Jenny reached the old shrine and checked Jenny's infected ankle. Kevin compared the red streaking to his earlier pen mark and found it had advanced slightly. Jenny reviewed the medevac forms in the dry bag while Kevin placed his letter to Tom beside the carved stone marked 'E'.

🌿 Jenny12:45

Kevin, hand me the dry bag - I want to check the medevac forms before we reach the shrine.

Walk up the ridge path toward the weathered stones, following the contour line between hilltop and cliffs.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer's rising but clouds are swallowing the sun fast enough that I'm second-guessing whether this ridge soil will hold grandmother's seeds long enough for them to take root before winter.

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🔧 Kevin12:45

Strap's sound. Top pocket.

hand her the dry bag from my shoulder

💭 peek at the thought

She's got the stride back in her step. Still favouring the left, but the poultice is holding and the line hasn't moved since 0600. She wants to check the forms herself — doesn't trust my filing. Fair enough.

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🌿 Jenny12:47

Thanks. I need to make sure the radio logs are clear if the supply boat delays.

Take the bag from him and shift my weight to minimize the throbbing in my left ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always so efficient with the gear, even when I can barely walk straight today without feeling the heat radiating off my skin.

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🔧 Kevin12:47

Boat's confirmed for high tide tomorrow. Captain acknowledged on 2182.

walk beside her up the ridge path, scanning the reef flats below the cliffs

💭 peek at the thought

She's checking the paperwork because she doesn't think the boat's coming tomorrow. Or she's checking it because she wants the option to call for herself off this rock. Either way, the bag's in her hands now.

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🌿 Jenny12:49

I hope they don't turn back because of the wind.

Stop at the ring of weathered stones and look down at the worn names carved into the rock.

💭 peek at the thought

A two-hour window is tight if the swell picks up, but at least I'll have the impeller and antibiotics before I run out.

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🔧 Kevin12:49

He won't turn back. Not with the impeller aboard.

stop at the stone ring, set the canvas rolls down on a flat slab, pull the letter to Tom from my pocket and lay it beside the carved stone marked 'E'

💭 peek at the thought

The wind's backing southwest. Barometer's rising but the swell lag means the dock takes the hit after the pressure turns. Captain knows these waters. He'll come or he won't — paperwork won't change it.

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🌿 Jenny12:51

I should have planted those seeds before the light left the ridge.

way on a weathered stone, carefully extending my infected ankle out to watch the red streaking against the skin.

💭 peek at the thought

The wind is picking up, and I can feel the pressure changing in my leg with every gust.

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🔧 Kevin12:51

Seeds keep. Light doesn't.

crouch beside her, peel back the gauze edge to check the wound line, compare it to the pen mark from 0600

💭 peek at the thought

The garden's been waiting since spring. She's carried those seeds through storm and infection and the long silence. Now she sits at the shrine watching her own leg like it belongs to someone else.

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