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.