The lapping waves and the flame colored skies had disappeared. You werent nip your skin anymore. In fact you were tucked in nice and warm on a bed.
The one-room cottage was already partially dark. Since there was no scent of rain, night was definitely approaching but thatched roof allowed the last fading slits of sunlight of the day to slip through. How long were you unconscious for? A few hours? A whole day?
With some difficulty, you managed to let your idle legs hang from the bed and touch the floor. You surveyed the small cottage again, administering a few more shapes and shadows. The bed was stationed a couple paces distant from the door. To your left was a set of tables crammed together to somewhat resemble a counter. On the floor next to the counter was a tangled jumble of something you couldnHey, chica!So you finally decided to come around!My names yours?(name).t resist smiling in return.
He dragged the vowels and syllables and played around with the sound of your name. It made you smile widen a little more. But of course, it didnSo (name), how did you end up on a piece of driftwood in the middle of the ocean?Wh-whoa! I Flustered by your emotional breakdown, he wiped the cascading tears from your cheeks with his fingers. You blushed at his touch and shied away from his hands. m sorry. Guess you didnNo, no. Itt mean to suddenly cry like , (name)?You must be starving, right?Is a bucket of water at the back of the okay? You havent be strange if it was wobbly. Take it slow. on, I You timidly took up his offer and he raised you to your feet. After a couple fumbling steps with AntonioYou He passed you a strip of old cloth.
You replied gratefully and headed towards the door. Thank God your dress was wearable; you didnDont peek. Take your time. Ire living here for the time being, you might as well trust Antonio. You sighed and stepped out to be greeted by the fresh night air.