A little woman soared quickly through the open forest, looking about with bright eyes and wearing a curious smile. Mighty oaks stood as grand fortresses, and each pine was an arsenal of rapiers. Her blue wings and pink-blonde hair glimmered in the sunlight as she hovered for a moment, listening. Monstrous crunching noises reverberated in her ears, like a great beast feasting on the bones and meat of a carcass. Her face whipped from side to side, and her perpetually happy expression might have wavered. As the cacophony grew closer, she shot deep into the forest. Each oak was a closed wall, and every plant below her had an air of uncertain doom instead of the shelter they may have once provided. Sweat dripped from her face as the crunching and plodding of steps grew louder. She frantically looked around as she flew, and came upon a clearing. The breath of her pursuer puffed against her back and wings, and putrefied the air around her. With death at her back, she zipped into the clearing and shot straight into the air. A dripping maw and four bony legs were the first things she saw as her gaze met the beasts’ lithe body. A furry hide exploding with hellfire and a vicious roar were all the persuasion she needed to flee again. She veered to the left, but her attacker leapt into the air, and sliced the air with a mighty paw. Her tiny frame fell to the ground in a heap, and long slash marks on her legs oozed bright blood. Snorting with triumph, the beast advanced on its prize. A little sparkle of mischief shone in the sprite’s eyes as she turned her head to the side. The unsuspecting beast opened its mouth, eagerly anticipating her soft, tender flesh. Its maw cast a grim shadow over her. Thinking quickly, she rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the beast’s maw. Her heart raced as she quickly summoned a ball of red mana in her hands, and hurled it at her opponent. It hissed and roared in agony as the energy crackled and charred its body. Smirking, she turned and darted away from the beast. In its feral state, her attacker’s eyes glowed with rage. Its growl grew to a snarl, and then erupted into a roar, and it tore across the forest, seeking its prey. It spotted her quickly, and sprang into the air, baring its serrated claws, and yellow teeth. The little woman quickly turned around, and the beast was suddenly unable to move. A bolt of silver light shot from the sprite’s fingertips, and impaled the beast’s head, freezing it in mid-air. Snarls of rage and contempt echoed in the forest as its body slowly turned from flesh to stone, and clattered onto the forest floor. There, it remained a crumbled statue; a memory of what it once was. As she sighed deeply in relief, sunlight broke through the canopy of trees, and shone on her face. She giggled at the sight, and settled herself daintily upon a nearby flower. After a last glance at the sun and flower, she curled up into a little ball, and quietly slipped into the realm of dreams.

Giggling and smiling when you as a player feel like crap doesn't quite some out the same, it's weird.