November 13, 1895 (Wednesday)
We can’t keep up with this anymore. A day here longer and I shall cast myself over that rail and let my body be dashed to pieces on the shore. A day longer and we all be dead for the visions shan’t leave us alone… I fear they may not even in our passing.
The Lighthouse is promising off freedom and adventure. The romance of such isolation and hard work all alone out there with just a few friends as company. How hard could it be for just a few years?
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