Gathering Before the Storm 688: 207.
Gathering Before the Storm Raimy floated up with a plank to the cabin roof and nailed shut the holes that were usually ignored.
The patchy wooden boards around the cabin were as unsightly as a molting lamb, yet, inexplicably comforting.
“Do you need to rest at night?”
Raimy, floating down, was suddenly asked by Lu Li.
“Not usually, only when I’ve expended energy do I need rest to recover… What’s happened?” Raimy looked at Lu Li curiously.
“If possible, could you keep Anna company for the next few nights?”
Lu Li didn’t give a reason, but Raimy guessed some of it—Anna’s personality had changed a lot; something she didn’t know must have happened.
Raimy thought, “Maybe we can throw a party.”
For Sara, as an Evil Spirit experiencing the passage of a long time, parties had been few and far between, if held, not likely to bring up much of Sara’s memories.
“How shall we do it?”
“Leave it to me and my brother, I’ll go now and talk to Miss Anna about the party.
When do you want to hold it?”
“Before the storm arrives.”
“Then it’s tonight,” Raimy understood, set down the hammer in her hand, and walked toward the cave.
A child clumsily helped a mate pick off the mud stuck to the scorched skin; Raimy passed them, found Anna, talked about the party, and didn’t forget to mention it was Lu Li who suggested the party—
Anna should have guessed Lu Li’s intention.
Anna, holding a book, tilted her head slightly; she indeed had guessed Lu Li’s intention: “Now?”
“Later,” Raimy felt somewhat envious of the relationship between Anna and Lu Li.
This clumsy care was far more romantic than any novel.
“Hmm… then I’ll go to Belfast to fetch some food and drinks.” Anna closed the book, still a dozen pages short of finishing, left the cave, and found Lu Li, “I’m going to Belfast to get some things for the party.”
“Be careful,” Lu Li’s tone was as calm as ever.
Anna raised her pale palm, tiptoed, and touched Lu Li’s head, mussing up his black hair, then drifted into Elm Forest.
At that moment, Jimmy, holding a stack of freshly sawed planks, came around the back of the wooden cabin.
He greeted Lu Li and looked up at the sky, muttering, “Has the wind started already?”
Raimy returned in front of the cabin to continue her busy work.
The siblings repaired their own cabin, then helped Aidanvoya reinforce hers, and the children’s as well.
By four in the afternoon, Anna had returned.
Somehow, in a noble’s cellar, she’d found a box of red wine, a box of canned swan meat, and a few sets of unused silverware.
Jimmy stayed on the cliff top, building a bonfire, while Raimy followed Lu Li and Anna down to the rocky area below the cliffs, pulling out fishing cages with a rope.
Three fish, the size of rats, struggled and jumped inside the cage, suffocating, and several snails clung to the wire mesh.
An invisible hand grabbed the three fish, their gills opening and closing near Anna—they were normal, without any strange organs or features.
After setting fresh bait into the water, they waited for the fishing cage to sink into the unseen depths of the sea, then returned to the cliff top.
Raimy gutted the fish, throwing the innards to Jimmy as a pre-dinner treat.
“Although I can eat anything…” Jimmy looked at the innards, now dirtied with sand on the ground, and complained to his sister, “Could you show a little respect to your brother?”
“If you don’t want them, I’ll use them as fertilizer for Annie,” Raimy said, threading the fish onto a stick and not looking back.
Normally, Jimmy might have used a Monster Avatar to devour…but anyways, there would be roasted fish to eat at night.
“Give it to Annie,” he said, then voluntarily reached out a claw to grab the innards and buried them under the Annie Tree.
Annie responded by gently shaking the bushes.
A campfire gathering is more suitable to start in the evening.
A group of people gathered around the campfire, chatting and roasting food, enjoying the lively atmosphere of the gathering.
However, these were too conspicuous on the cliff top, and after envelopment by the Mist of Strangeness, it wasn’t very safe either.
So, the gatherings of the Elm Forest residents were set before five in the afternoon, as when the Mist of Strangeness spread from the deep sea, the gathering would end.
The warm flames roasted those in front of the fire, and Amber was dragged over to lie on the perimeter of the fire pit, blocking the cold, damp sea breeze blowing up the cliff.
Raimy, who had taken over Lu Li’s task, was responsible for livening up the atmosphere.
Anna listened quietly, occasionally turning the fish roasting over the fire, sprinkling spices that ignited a swath of sparkling effect.
“Do you remember Insmouth Town?
I almost know what’s going on with the people there,” the conversation inevitably turned to the strange.