[ WP ] You wake up on an Island . Tell me about it .

Wet sand clung to my tattered sleeve just long enough to tumble onto my face when went to shield my eyes from the sun. I scraped the plastered sand from my cheek and winced as I sat up - I felt as if one thousand horses had trampled me into the sand. 
 
 A soft breeze danced through my matted hair, bringing the scent of exotic flowers and the brine of the ocean along with it. I pulled myself to my feet, squishing sand between my toes, and blinked. 
 
 Dense green foliage nestled between vividly colored flowers stretched far to the base of a towering mountain. The mountain's peak disappeared behind a layer of thick white clouds but I thought I could see a soft white glow when the clouds shifted in the breeze. Birds of every size dove through the air and I could hear the chirping of insects calling from within the trees. The tide was lapping against the shore behind me, tickling my legs with a gentle spray of water. 
 
 I took one step forward and cursed when pain shot from my hip to my knee. I inspected my leg, noting the pus and blood that dribbled out of a cut, and wondered how I could have missed this before. There had to be something on this island that could help. I grabbed at a tattered shirt sleeve and ripped it off. Something had to be done to prevent further infection, perhaps some of these plants could be used? 
 
 Satisfied with my sleeve-turned-bandage, I made my way to the edge of the forest. Again, I turned my gaze to the mountain and felt the urge to travel to the peak. A giddy sense of courage seemed to increase with every throb of pain that shot through my leg. If I was alone on this island, should n't I explore it? 
 
 Nodding to the forest in front of me, I made my decision. I would investigate the ethereal glow at the peak of the mountain. However, I would have to find something for my throbbing leg, lest it fester into something far worse than a bit of pus and blood.
