The wet and rotten leaves hurt you all over. The heavy rain has just stopped, and the dense forest is filled with wet water vapor.
After the shipwreck, you have been struggling on this isolated desert island for two days. The dry food had long been exhausted, the clothes on his body were torn by the rocks, and his body was covered with small scratches.
You hold on to the tree trunk and move with difficulty, stepping on the mossy stones under your feet. You just want to walk towards the coastline, hoping to meet passing ships.
Rustle——
Intention: Sudden inspiration