This is a sweet little Kennet drabble. Also just 18 days left until it's christmas! Enjoy yourselves.
Christmas Day
Snow falls. The world gets silent. Nothing moves. It's dark and cold. But not to me. To me it's warm. And light. The candles burn. The bells ring. I open the door to the living room and step inside. Stupid Original. Why did he want to do this? I'm not a child. I don't celebrate Christmas anyway. But wait. It's not Christmas. It's Yul. There he is. Awaiting with the presents. Doesn't he know? I already got the greatest present. He is here. He is alive. He is with me. I see a candle he forgot to light up. I ignite it by simple will force. He smiles at me. I give him his present. It's not much. A simple projection of the past, banned on canvas. He kisses me softly. He loves it. There weren't photographs back in that time. It means a lot to him. I receive my present. It's incredible. On an ancient grimoire rets a baby bird. I kiss him and we sit there. Watching the candles and the baby bird. Enjoying Yul together.
Have yourselves a merry christmas time and see you tomorrow!
Medusa