The ship wrecked survivor awakes with a sudden contraction of his muscles, snapping him upright into a sitting position. His mind races as he looks around the room, quickly taking in his surroundings. He had been resting in what he gathered was a Hut and it was composed of wooden walls with a hay filled ceiling. He felt comfortable in the room full of warmth originating from a radiant fire pit. He was safe he thought, at least for now.
This characters personality is still in development but I’m pretty solid on where he will stand on some tough decisions he will have to make in the story to come. But my main master piece is keeping the story interesting without revealing some mind blowing information. Inspiration is always a motivating factory in compiling a story so I hope I keep this moving along smoothly as it has been.