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Day the Sixth: Party Disaster Party Disaster
Antilla Stood in the doorway, shocked at what her eyes were seeing, but her mind refused to believe. Every inch of the room before her was covered in an assortment of the most random objects imaginable. Even the walls and ceiling were covered. "A hurricane couldn't have done this much," She thought to herself.
Of corse, Keanith was at the center of the entire disaster. There was hardly a mess in the house that Keanith wasn't involved in. It was as if wherever he set foot, disaster was sure to follow. It didn't help that when he tried to help with cleaning, the mess just tended to get worse.
But it really wasn't the mess that held Antilla in a shocked silence. Only this morning She had finished decorating this room for Christmas. Now, not a single decoration was visible. She couldn't even tell here the tree was, and right now she wasn't sure she wanted to. Snapping out of her daze, Antilla stormed into the
Fourth Day: Christmas TreasuresChristmas Treasures
Beneath the tree on Christmas day,
And scattered there around they lay,
Gifts of generous thought are strewn.
But all these things would be for naught,
Without the Lord for whom we've sought,
Our Lord we praise with rhyme and tune.
To us He gave the greatest gift,
Born here on Earth all lives to lift,
And shed His light thought the Earth.
So long ago this treasure came,
But all mankind today can claim
The treasure of our Savior's birth.
Treasure of Christmas time are these,
That all mankind may live in peace.
Third Day of Christmas: Falling SnowFalling Snow
Christmas Eve had come and was now quickly fading. The sun began to set in the distance. With night fast approaching, everyone was settling into sleep. Well, almost anyone that is.
One young boy sat atop his roof watching the distant horizon. Behind him the sun finally finished it’s decent below the mountains. Rising from his perch, the boy began to move toward the edge of the roof, slowly at first, but rapidly gaining speed. With a sudden burst, the boy leapt from the roof. As he began to fall, his body began to change.
Just before he could hit the ground, two enormous wings spread out from his back catching him and holding him aloft as he glided forward. Flapping to gain some altitude, the boy was caught in the bright light of the full moon. No longer was a Young human boy to be seen, instead replaced by a silver white dragon.
The dragon began to climb toward the night sky above. Trailing behind him small white crystals began to fall slowly toward the quick
The second day of Christmas: Sarah's TreeSarah came to stand beneath a giant pine tree. Examining it she decided it was the perfect tree to work with. Slowly and carefully she drew a large circle around the tree. Once that was done she sat near the tree and began to recite the incantation she needed. She felt the spell take hold and reached out her hand to touch the bark of the tree.
Closing her eyes she let her mind drift. She felt the memories of the tree begin to fill her mind. The tree was ancient. Older even than the fey realm in which it stood. The tree could remember back to the earliest days of this land, when it was ruled by the wild creatures of the world. It recalled the first inhabitants. Everything was as clear in the tree's memory as if it had happened only days ago.
Sarah listened to it's memories till it had told her all it could. She reveled in the way it showed her the animals that had once called these branches home. It gave to her every sense which it could fathom, and she found that it felt things more vi
The First Day of Christmas: Christmas Song Christmas song
This story is about one young man and a simple song that would stay with him and keep the Christmas spirit with him for the rest of his life.
Sam sat high up toward the back of the theater. The last show had ended nearly an hour ago and the next was scheduled to start soon. The house was to open any minute now, but Sam just sat there, calm and at peace.
He was a little tired he had to admit, but it was worth it to be here helping with one of the biggest plays of the season.
He glanced down at the stage where a few actors sat chatting and laughing. One of the actors was the male lead for the play, the other his young daughter whom had joined the play as well. Sam had become close friends with the two of them.
Sam stood up and began to walk down toward the pair, but stopes when he heard someone begin to sing. Glancing down he saw the the young girl had stood up and was singing a carol for her father.Sitting back down, Sam wondered at the song. It wasn't one he
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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