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Day 67 — calm skies · Kp 2.7
Two hungry mouths, one calming wind, and Auren burns her own reserves to keep Basalt's trust alive. The ledger doesn't judge; it only records.
Everything that happened
| production | The Terrace yielded 3 rations. |
| production | The Deep yielded 2 alloy. |
| production | Corvid's The Aerie caught 1 rumor on the solar wind. |
| consumption | Auren ate. |
| consumption | Basalt ate 0 of 2 rations and went to sleep hungry. |
| consumption | Corvid ate 0 of 2 rations and went to sleep hungry. |
| parley | Basalt: “The Deep gave me two today. That's two more reasons to expect what I'm owed.” |
| parley | Auren: “Promise 49 is due in three days. I've five rations now—I'll make ten. You'll have them.” |
| parley | Basalt: “Five of nine. You're halfway there. I'll remember the rest.” |
| parley | Corvid: “Both of you haven't eaten. Hard to be reasonable on an empty belly.” |
| parley | Auren: “Corvid speaks truth. Basalt—three rations now, to hold you past tomorrow?” |
| parley | Basalt: “Not a gift. A loan against what I'm owed. Call it advance collateral.” |
| parley | Corvid: “The wind brought word that the northern glass shows frost forming. Winter moves early this year.” |
| note | Auren reached for 3 rations to give Basalt, and found the shelf bare. |