He groans. His eyes opens slightly then closes. What happened? Oh, right. He fell, pretty hard. He feels the pain still through-out his body. As he lays there trying to remember what exactly happened. Nothing. No matter how hard he thinks the throbbing pain in chest keeps him from any focusing thoughts. He gives another deep groan, pain and annoyance. Deciding to give up and focus on breathing, that was lacking.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Repeat.
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After the pain dies down he beagns to gain some consciousness around him(such as the sun feels nice and warm against my back and this ground is pretty soft). Not ready to open his eyes he extends his left arm out from his side. Letting his hand explore this 'recently discoverd' tilled soil. He takes a breath, inhaling the secent of freshness of the soil. His fingers brush over something. He plucks it and brings it to his face. Finally reopening his eyes to examine the sprout within his hand.
Before any thoughts could come to mind a shadow cast over his face. He froze. And his heart accelerates.