One of the healers walked into the room with a tray and her eyes widened upon seeing her up on her two feet. She then slipped her feet into a pair of comfortable moccasins and wrapped a shawl around her shoulders. Max opened the window next to the bed and looked out at the elm forest that was transforming to the rich yellowish-brown color of autumn. The domineering evil forces that had caused her the greatest pains and trials throughout spring, summer and the beginning of autumn, had finally raised a white flag, signaling their surrender. She felt like an earth nymph who had awakened from a deep sleep when the cheers and victorious tunes erupted from afar. So loud was the sound that even Max, who was helpless and couldn’t do anything but slumber on her bed, opened her eyes to the noise.
