Rory
It was extremely warm in my dream. Everywhere strongly smelt of flowers and a veet beautiful fragrance, one which I desperately inhaled and unconsciously tried to follow. That was exact how I came back to consciousness and I gashed as I shit to a sitting position: I had briefly forgotten where I was at till the color of my skin caught my eye along with the dessert looking place which I fell asleep at last night.
I let out a long sigh and dragged a hand over my face, and then I silently wondered if this was gonna be my new routine now. Sleeping and waking up here with no sense of direction and with nothing to show for it. A dejected feeling settled my chest and I exhaled slowly as I dragged my hand over my face again. When I began to rise to my feet, something caught my eyes and I gasped at the sight of the old woman I began to travel with yesterday. I had kind of forgotten about her till this very moment.
