Literature
Dude, Where is My Staff? pt 11
Now that Athis and Gilfre were safely on their way, she could take all the time she needed for a proper rest. Giving one last farewell look to the two little silhouettes, marching on along the path with the stretcher in between them, and smiling to herself - a soft, content, smile, just barely gliding across her lips like a fleeting ray of light - Sveta retreated back to the little nest she had made for herself in the grass among the tree roots and, sitting down with her back against the warm bark, took to cleansing her throbbing palms of wood splinters.
She kept smiling as the healing magic washed over her raw, red skin, gentle and cool and