Beginning

The room was decorated with various pictures of nature sceneries from all over the world and an assortment of knickknacks and other trinkets from around the globe. It was all rather cozy for a stranger who had spent three days in total sleeping under a tree. The cool rays of the sun were coming in through the window of the room, which was disturbing Esen's sleep.

The curtains were open and allowed the rays to fall across the floor, making it look like a carpet with sunlight reflecting off the marble floors. The sound of distant birds and the smell of grass make it obvious it's morning now. The air is clean and fresh, the sounds and smells are familiar yet unfamiliar, like everything she doesn't know about the world beyond her beautiful city, the country, the world.

Even after sleeping for eight hours straight, she feels tired all over her body as if every ounce of her energy had been used up. She scratched her body with her closed eyes, hit her hand on the side table, and took out two