The How of Christmas

The wind whistled through the midnight air as the weeping willows swayed back and forth dancing to the song of the winter breeze.

A small boy walked passed the tress and up the coble stone steps that led to the long passage way. He seemed sure of where he was going, although the place itself was greatly bizarre.

Marble pillars, sustaining nothing at all, enhanced the road that followed the entrance.

The wind billowed through the surrounding flora, winding in and out of the columns beside the road, brushing the young boy’s as he strolled along.

On the next rush of chilled air came a crow that came to perch himself upon the child’s shoulder. A slight smile ripped across his lips, as his fixed eyes twinkled under the moonlight. He came to a halt half way through never-ending hallway.

He faced his right. In front, there was a pillar with a number engraved into the stone. Number twenty four, shone above the limestone capital, in roman numerals.

The boy retrieved from within his pocket a silver disc, and offered it to the crow. At this, the leather vested bird shifted in place, as his tail went stiff, adopting the dented shape of a key.

The boy made use of the newly obtained object to open the door to reveal wrapped in darkness…a slide. The sleek black bird awoke from its transfixed state and regained its original form, taking flight in the instant. ‘Thank you’ whispered the boy as it disappeared into the shadow of the moon.

The boy stepped inside the empty space and took a seat on the slide. He breathed deeply, awaiting seriously. It was the same, just like every year. Routine, I guess you could call it, but it was his purpose in life, and he knew it too.

A clock tower, in the darkness, struck midnight, ricocheting the chime of the bells off the pillars and into the sky. A wide smile was sketched across his face. Year after year he took he sat on this slide awaiting midnight.

Routine, nevertheless but he enjoyed every moment of it. He existed for this moment. Without him, joy would be absent from the world, for he was the Christmas spirit.

Tonight he would take a short journey to visit the Earth plane, and pass among us mortals in order to enlighten us. For tonight it was Christmas