Injury

Taken from the book entitled: Sefa's bored ramblings as she waits for her leg to magically get better.

OOC note: this was the bit on her profile that was her backstory but I've decided to re-jig one or two things and decided that I no longer wanted this on her profile! 

The Sunlight filtered lazily through the windows, shining down into the little room with not much haste. Dust speckles could be seen floating through the air as the Sun's ray's hit the floor, dancing around the room in an unusually elegant manner.

Dear Diary,

Elves! Real elves! Every single time my eyesight falls upon them, my breath is taken away!
Yes, I am in Rivendell now. I feel so puny and tiny compared to the mighty creatures. My fanciest dress is nothing in comparison to the fine Elven silk that Hîr Galvathalion has given me! Oh... there I go, rambling some small Sindarin words I've learned....

Faustino’s Journal, eightteent night since the tenth moon of this year. Sitting here in my house, boring myself almost to death. few nights back i got a small injury to my chest and ribs, and a light concusion... or what ever its called. seems every step i take costs me all of my breath.

This bloody Gondorian and his massive shield....

Luckily i will get a visit soon, from a special person... one that takes good care of me.
I feel with her by my side i can take on everything, and that i will recover swiftly.

My palms sweated as I blocked an incoming spear hurl, jumping as the Elf before me attempted to bring me off my feet by swinging the blunt end of her spear at my knees. I moved sideways, feinting a sword slash and elbowing the Elf before me, before she groaned in pain and fell to the ground...