Josiah’s P.O.V

The smell of fresh baked goods filled my senses. The chirping of birds came next as my body slowly woke up. The feeling of a blanket caused me to shift against the plush bed underneath me. The acknowledgment of all these surrounding things allowed me to acknowledge the soft shine of the sun against my face.

I roused myself from my sleep, stretching and taking a moment to look around. The room was small but cozy, covered in vines along the wall ...