Post by Sylvie on Sept 10, 2009 16:21:16 GMT -5
Sylvie wasn't too sure where she was. When she awakened, she looked upon her new surroundings with tired eyes. She must have collapsed on the beach after she had arrived last night; the darkness had not allowed her to view the beach at that time, though she must have been too tired to lift her head.
She stood up, gingerly. She didn't seem to be injured, and regained some of her confidence on her feet. She was alive and well, and she was doing just fine. Now it was time to explore. She wanted to have a look around here, of course. She was still careful of her own feet; she didn't want to step on anything that would hurt them.
"I'm really hungry," she said. Sometimes, Sylvie talked to herself as a way of keeping herself company. It was her way of retaining her ability to speak , though she lived alone. She waded into the water, and began to attempt some fishing...
She stood up, gingerly. She didn't seem to be injured, and regained some of her confidence on her feet. She was alive and well, and she was doing just fine. Now it was time to explore. She wanted to have a look around here, of course. She was still careful of her own feet; she didn't want to step on anything that would hurt them.
"I'm really hungry," she said. Sometimes, Sylvie talked to herself as a way of keeping herself company. It was her way of retaining her ability to speak , though she lived alone. She waded into the water, and began to attempt some fishing...