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The Visit written by: Barbara Avon - My heart is covered in soot. Black, like the coal in Kringle's bag...
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The Thread Eater written by: Christina Stewart Frau Perchta comes when the songs have thinned, when pine needles rot in the carpet’s weave, when laughter sharpens into the hollow clink of spoons scraping empty plates, and I remember all the false “Merry Christmas” I ever whispered. She steps through the doorway, as quiet as a breath held too long, her fingers smelling ...
The Krampus Carol written by: Roger Turner In cobbled towns where snowflakes bite, There prances shadow, wrong not right A creature horned with cloven feet, Who sniffs at stockings, sour not sweet. The children whisper, “Mind your head, Or Krampus comes with rope and thread! He’ll tangle toes, he’ll pinch your nose, And pack you up in sacks of woes.” Oh, furry fiend of...
Advent written by: Ben Daggers - The advent calendar started out innocent enough. The first week made small demands...
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Haunted Quarters written by: Christina Chin Five years old. She said her father was called up to a remote district police station to oversee for two days. He had to bring her along— No one at home to watch her. The barracks quarters seldom occupied, except when big chiefs went on assignments. Alone in the living area, a door to the kitchen ajar… A small zombie with ope...
