Fembles Emerges

Fembles stumbled along the street. His eyes were surprisingly alert for so early in the morning time. The rest of his body was more like a rag doll's. He zig-zagged his way through the cobblestone streets at dawn, toward the center of the Great Town Square.
The sun rose with brilliant morning light that came through the old buildings and covered everything with golden honey. In the square the church bells rang out. Fembels dropped to his knees and raised his arms toward the heavens. He closed his eyes and he waited.
When the bells rang their final chime, the Jester emerged from the church doors. He twitched and smiled, revealing his yellow teeth - then he danced over to where Fumbles prayed. From his pocket he produced a leather purse, then he scooped out a pile of magic dust. The twittering Jester lowered his dust filled hand to the eye level of Fembles. Then with a giant breath he blew the magic dust all over his person.
Slowly Fembles opened his brown eyes and beheld the Jester. His heart raced inside his chest, for he knew that the magic dust would help him through yet another long day of cleaning toilets and slaughtering hogs at the town depot.