Darren sees the weirdest thing…
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the camp,
Not a creature ate cake,
Not even the snakes.
All the freaks in there hammocks,
All snug and warm,
Dreaming of money,
And food galore!
I was awake,
With my good friend Harkat,
We were walking through camp,
Just wandering… I don't know what to rhyme with Harkat… sorry…
When what do my wandering eyes do appear?
Its Mr. Tiny and 8 Little People dressed as reindeer!
Harkat and me are soon following,
The trail that they left,
They are holding presents,
For Harkat, Evera, Mr. Tall, and me. Vancha, Evanna, everyone they saw.
When Mr. Tiny turns around and sees us looking he says
" Marry Christmas master Shan, and little Harkat."
With a touch of his heart watch, and a flick of his fingers, he disappears.
Harkat and me just stand there, looking at a tree he left behind.
"Marry Christmas to all," Harkat says
"And to all a good night…" I reply.