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Day 39 — calm skies · Kp 2.3
Three hungry mouths, two kept promises breathing down the neck of day 40, and Auren still believes in tomorrow. The glass is calm, but the ledger hums.
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: “Auren. You promised rations by day 40. That's tomorrow. I have zero in my stores.” |
| parley | Auren: “I know, I know—the Terrace gave me 3 today. I'm yours. How many do you need?” |
| parley | Basalt: “2 keeps me standing. The rest, I don't ask.” |
| parley | Auren: “Done. Here's 4. Call us even on the promise, and I sleep better knowing you're fed.” |
| parley | Corvid: “Gracious as ever, Auren. Basalt, you owe me 3 alloy by tomorrow too, yes? The chain holds only if all three links don't snap.” |
| parley | Basalt: “I know what I owe. I mined 2 today. I'll have your 3 by day 40. You have my word and my receipt.” |
| note | Auren reached for 4 rations to give Basalt, and found the shelf bare. |