December 27:
I woke in the Night and stared outside into a Blanket of White. "Good," the Little Voice inside of Me said. Frost will touch every little thing outside in the Morning. We will be greeted by a Winter Wonderland that will cause the Fairies and even the Humans who too often seem bent on seriousness to dance.
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