Indian River Tide Chart Novels & Stories

Kaden inquired, looking up at her. “The tide-hold is where they keep captives they don’t want to kill yet. It’s underground but built into the cliff face, and part of it floods at high tide. If we wait until the tide pulls back, we can slip in before it fills again,” “That gives us… maybe forty minutes before the water rises,” “Thirty-five if the moon pulls hard tonight,” She cocked her head. Kaden smirked a bit, despite the tension, “You always have to make it sound worse, don’t you?”

In recent days, Ethan Brooks and Luna Marie have been preparing for the upcoming high tide. A tide strong enough to submerge the reefs comes every 15 days, and it has been 12 days since the last one. It's important to understand that they don't have a stable food source right now. The fish dried from the last high tide lasted only seven days, so this time they must catch more and try to keep the fish alive as long as possible, as the satisfaction from eating dried fish and fresh fish is not the same.

“And does he come here to drop your veggies?” He smirked, probably at my attempt to get more information but surprisingly he answered, “Veggies and more.” When I stared at him expectantly, he said, “Whatever we need. And the list Mario makes, Vian gets it for us.” “How does it work?” He didn’t lose his hold on my arm as he pulled me away from the edge and turned us around to walk. He said, “Once in two weeks, the tides let out and the water is low. And by low I mean, six or seven feet. He comes on a steamer and our men go down there to pick up the goods.”

"It runs into the sea caves under the tide line." My tablet lit up one last time, a single line glowing on the dark screen. THE TIDE COMES IN AT 4:00 P.M., KIRRILY. THE LOWER CAVE FLOODS IN TWENTY MINUTES. CHOOSE WHO YOU SAVE.

He wasn't guessing, he was directing us. “Okay, we’ll take this,” I decided instantly. I waved Ario to head toward the beach. We had to take the bait. If they were watching us, if they had already set a trap or a checkpoint, better to land where they suggested than risk looking evasive and sending us to an unknown point where they might be waiting. The known threat was always better than the imagined one. “Just remember that the island floods pretty heavily at high tide,” Loray informed us, her first real contribution to the conversation. “That’s when the truly heavy rainy season begins. But that’s still a couple of months away.”