Her conscious wove in and out like the water that lapped her face. A prickling feeling crept into her numb body. She tried to squeeze her eyes open but they only managed to open a crack. Her vision was blurry as she felt heat beat down her back. She tried to move her fingers and felt the grainy sand beneath them. The feeling of the merciless sun trying to burn her back and the cold water lapping her stomach and lower body was an ironic feeling. Slowly, she pushed herself up and look around her surroundings.
There was only trees she had no idea what they were and a great stone wall rose behind it. She waited for a few heartbeats to shake off the numbness that fogged her brain and drag down her tired body. As she tried to remember how she got here, she suddenly felt like thunder booming continuously in her brain.
"I guess that's one way to go." She muttered bitterly and strained to get on her feet. She shook her head and look down at herself. Whatever she was wearing before she came here was in rags. Her clothes were coloured with dark blue and sky blue. A few silver markings lined the edges but most of them were torn and faded. She turned her attention back to the stone wall. She could hear the bustling noises of life over the wall and decided there must be people living there. Perhaps she should go and ask around. About something. Surely she can't ask them what happen to her, or where she came from. But she suppose maybe she can find out where she is.
For a moment, she did not want to leave the ocean and it's welcoming cold but she needed to know where she was and why she was here. So she braced herself, took a step and felt needles prickling her leg as her foot buried itself into the wet sand. She cursed and almost went down on her knees. This is going to be a long day.
The tree held a lot of strange manner of animals, animals she don't believe she have seen before. A few bunch of long limbed creatures that swung in the trees looked at her curiously and followed her but she knew they bear no ill will as they kept a safe distance from her. A few times she saw feathered creatures flitting about but they were quick and dart out of sight before she could inspect them. The trees themselves seem fascinating to her. They were brown and had several layers over them. Their leaves made sounds that mirrored that of the ocean waves when the wind brushed through them. She saw their fruits and felt awed. They looked astoundingly weird with their thick green bodies as they hung in clumps on top of the trees.
Finally she got to the stone wall but she realized she had no other way to climb up. Snorting in disdain, she walked along the stone wall, looking for an opening.
Soon, she got to a large arc of a gate. Guards stood on either side and she watched from the safety of the trees as people went through the gate. Some of the women held baskets of fruit and vegetables so fresh she felt her stomach gurgle greedily. Merchants pulled along four legged animals that followed slowly, their backs filled with merchandise. Some of the animals had humps, she noticed.
As she watched the hustle and bustle of human activity, a very grim realization had struck her.
How on earth is she going to fit in this alien land?