The Lighthouse Keeper's Logbook Quotes

“12 September, 1873 Log: As I write this passage, grey tendrils of smoke fill the living space inside the lighthouse. They writhe in the air as if they are restricted while they search for an escape. They are trapped here, just like me. So I roll a little more smoke around in my mouth then let it drift up and out of my nostrils to join its fellow in his misery. In truth though, smoking seems to be the only thing that can calm my nerves now. The only thing that can take my mind off the things I’ve seen — but even then only a little. I remember sighing right before I stood and walked over to take the steps to the top of the lighthouse, and my hand trembled as I clutched my pipe close to my chest — as if it were able to protect me.”
― B.M. Duffy, The Lighthouse Keeper's Logbook: Book One of the Deliverance Wars