And all through the house...
A deep chill seeped in from the crisp, clear night as the gentleman stood in his kitchen, peering out the window.
This lonely soul once expected a miracle as he lost faith in Christmas years ago; the nightly ritual on the eve of Christmas was now just a hollow reprieve for a long-forgotten season that used to mean happiness and joy.
Now it means defeat and loneliness, utter abandonment while the seconds tick away to midnight.
Before retreating from his mournful post, he wonders how such terrible fictional characters as Scrooge and the Grinch can enjoy a 'happily ever after'. Then why can the universe find it in its infinite wisdom.....
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