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December 21st
Wreath
Twigs? Check.
Leaves? Yup.
Flowers? Definitely.
Those random berries? Duh.
Jack chuckled under his breath, gently bending the branches into the circular shape needed. He was by no means an expert, but he did know how to make a wreath.
Tucking the berries in between the branches, graceful fingers tapped in a rhythm.
It took time, but the finished wreath sat proudly in Jack's lap. He smiled softly, jumping into the air. He flew randomly, spinning dizzily. He touched down in the Burgess Woods, frost spreading beneath his feet. He walked over to the big tree. Standing on his toes, the wreath was placed in its place of glory.
Jack stepped back, admiring his work. He might not be anyones favorite person, but nobody could argue that he didn't have Christmas spirit.
He may have been alone, but he kept up his own spirits.
Christmas was one of his favorite times of the year. Nothing could change that.