Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
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The clock chimes slowly.
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The wind whips by outside - a cold flurry in the darkness.
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The fire crackles, spitting light and warmth into the room.
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The tree stands guard over paper-wrapped packages, a star adorning its head like a crown.
Twelve chimes bring in the holiday spirit.
Merry Christmas.
Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
Tick-tock. Tick-tock.
**** **** ****
The clock chimes slowly.
**** **** ****
The wind whips by outside - a cold flurry in the darkness.
**** **** ****
The fire crackles, spitting light and warmth into the room.
**** **** ****
The tree stands guard over paper-wrapped packages, a star adorning its head like a crown.
Twelve chimes bring in the holiday spirit.
Merry Christmas.
Happy holidays, mom and dad!
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