Tag: nighttime
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I woke to the sound of the wind this morning. It was a low howl that seemed to rise from the sea itself. It curled around the lighthouse like a living thing. The air was heavy with salt. The kind of damp that clings to your skin leaves a faint crust on the edges of…
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There’s a moment that comes for every keeper. Sometimes it’s on the first day, sometimes it takes a week or two. For me, it happened somewhere in that quiet stretch. This was after I’d settled into the rhythm. The cupboards were sorted, the logbook opened, and the coffee routine found its shape. It wasn’t dramatic.…
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The first night on watch came quicker than I expected. Daylight fades fast out here with nothing but sea in every direction and no city lights to stretch the dusk. As the last of the sun slipped away, I climbed the steps to the lantern room. Coffee was in hand, and nerves were tight in…
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There are storms you remember for a lifetime—the kind that shake the very foundation of the lighthouse and rattle every window with their fury. I have weathered many such tempests, but none quite like the one that came without a trace. It began with the usual signs. The wind picked up in the late afternoon,…
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It was a night like any other. The sea stretched out like a vast black mirror still and silent under a cloudless sky. The lighthouse’s steady beam swept across the water casting brief glimmers on the gentle waves. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until I noticed them small flickering lights in the distance moving…