December 16, 210
As I stare down at the village, I see the market buzzing with life. Horse bells are hung from hooks, lanterns with colored glass shining red and yellow patterns, children laugh and dance as the snow falls. Mothers, fathers, and friends get together trading leather wrapped packages. The young maid servant, Mary, saw me staring down at the morning bustle and explained. They're setting up for a celebration that happens every year in the castle, Christmas. I watch a young girl laughing from her father's shoulders. I can't ignore the tug in my chest.
December 17, 210
I had a new vision. It wasn't a terror this time. The vision was about a birth. The new family must have been poor, the only option they had was a stable for the birth. I watched as the animals watched quietly as the wife screamed and the husband encouraged her. "It's okay Mary, your almost there." Mary, the maid servant, this is her. As the child was put in his mother's arms, three kings walked into the stable. Each one held a golden gift, and smiled as the mother named the newborn, Jesus.
December 18, 210
Todays the day of the celebration. The king allowed me to come. I agreed for fear of not is disrespect. The villagers looked happy, men were laughing their hearts out, women dancing and singing. I saw as the children have fun too. I didn't join the fray. I caught sight of Mary with her new friend, Joseph. The name of the husband in my vision. As I walked to back to my room on the other side of the castle, I heard small footsteps behind me, when I turned there was a young girl no older than 5. In her hands the girl held out a small candy. Her innocence made me give her a small smile. She smiled as it took the candy. She took my hand and pulled me back toward the celebration. Her parents were concerned; I don't blame them. Her friends seemed to acknowledge that I was no worry. They took my hands and pulled me outside, into the snow. They taught me a game they play during the winter, snowball fight. After the game, I was laughing for the first time. The girl's parents saw how friendly I was with the children. When they invited me for a dinner, I couldn't help but say yes. That night I learned that Christmas was a time for families to come together. However, for me and people like me, it was a time to find a family and friend.
This is an OC of mine I used. His name is Flage, and if anyone wants to learn more about the junk that came out of my head, Tell me in the comment and I might be active enough to post it to my DeviantArt account. The link is on my profile.
