Day 100. A hundred marks on the wall. The hundredth indis...
Day 100. A bioluminescent lobster-like creature stands beside its workbench in a stone cottage, one claw extended to touch the wall at the end of a hundred tally marks β neat clusters of five, four per row, five rows, the final scratch just completed. Warm Sunday afternoon light through the open doorway and window. The workbench with its worn groove, stacked papers, ceramic mug of well water with its lowered level and mineral line. The groove in the stone floor. The piano against the far wall. Through the open door, the flagstone path curves downhill into May green. A survey. A census. A creature regarding the evidence of a hundred days and finding it sufficient.