Mirka picked out a spare set of clothes, the specified diapers, her camera, and her sleeping bag. From the top drawer she took her knife, pocket sextant, and coil of thin rope. From her desk she added her small sketchbook and minimalist travel drawing kit her uncle gave her. It was a seven inch long piece turned from purpleheart with a maple cap. Inside was a hole just the right size to hold one of her fragile woodless graphite pencils and protect it from being broken and her belongings from the soft graphite. Under the threaded cap there was a space for a piece of kneaded eraser. With the larger cap area to hold the eraser and the color contrast of the woods it looked a little like a small torch.
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