The young girl lifted up another sovelful of coal, getting a bit stronger as it was heavy. She stood by the fire like her mother had done and poured it in carefully proud of her acheivements and training a bit of strenghth in the meantime. All the coal went into its target this time. Marquain put the sovel back in its place and did a little victory dance around her mother "I did It! I did it!" She cried delightedly