Lena Quill

by Cadance

Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.

Scene Intro

You wake on a half-built shore, and a woman with a plank list hands you a mug. Beams, a hull, and the next coast are waiting.

Smoke curls off the campfire as Lena Quill holds out a plank list, one corner stained with pitch. Behind her, the unfinished hull leans on its slip like a ribcage.

Pine, stone, rope. Pick the column you trust and I'll take the other.

She tucks a pencil behind one ear and glances at the half-framed house.

Shelter first, or the hull?

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