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Kiryn Vale Log — Day 30
Went to check the old ship. Still hidden in the canyon, buried in tarp and cloth. She’s not ready, but she’ll fly. If it comes to leaving... I want the choice, not the chase.

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Kiryn Vale Log — Day 29

Night settles hard on Caldar. I’m glad they didn’t find it. Everything might’ve changed if they had. Maybe it’s what they were after. Some things aren’t meant to be buried.

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Kiryn Vale Log — Day 28

Returned to the homestead to find it ransacked. Supplies gone. Gonk tipped. Got him upright again. No tracks, no signs. But I feel it. Something’s shifted. Someone’s looking. Time to prepare.

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Kiryn Vale Log — Day 27

Walked beyond the ridge before dawn. The stars were fading. For a breath, it felt like something was there—watching. Or waiting. Not memory. Something else. Left before the suns rose. Too quiet out here sometimes.

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Kiryn Vale Log — Day 26

Took a chance and headed to the outpost today—needed supplies, maybe a little refreshment too. Thought coming to this dustball called Caldar would mean fewer bucketheads. No such luck.

Fortunately, this one was easy to sway.

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Kiryn Vale Log — Evening, Day 22
Wind picked up near sunset. My hands are blistered, started a post fence to keep droids off the generator.
Dust rolled in off the lake. Tools scattered.
Didn’t care. The fence mattered.

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