Wings

The coach of a high-born lady has got stuck in the mud, far from home. At first, only the servants were pushing; now, night is falling and even the high-born lady is struggling with the others in the mud, slipping and falling down, getting plastered in mud from head to toe, looking just the same as everyone else now.

A passing traveller of exotic origin pauses on a rise of the road and views the scene with much amusement for a while. Eventually, he rides down towards the weary, muddy strugglers and points a finger - a wave of invisible light travels towards them, enters into them, clears out their muddy thoughts and weary struggle of the day in an instance: they have an idea what to do! With renewed vigour, they set to work, and soon, the coach is freed, and finally, they're on their way.