Elwyn had seen the bite on Galadel's arm. Although she did not know the maiden well, she immediately picked up her healer's pouch and began to assemble a poultice of bindweed.
"Here, let me see that arm," she said, and Galadel hesitantly complied. Elwyn applied the crushed leaves to the small wound and bound it up with a strip of linen. "There, that should be good as new."
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If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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