Is it the starry lights that speckle the nighttime sky above me?
Yes...... I think it is.
I'm shivering.
I'm sprawled naked in the snow.
My breath but wisps in the air.
Where am I now?
How long before I black out again?
Did I miss Christmas?
My body is covered with burns from where the Monument had touched me.
Apparently I piss him off.
Alot.
Eh, before I go away again.
Happy Christmas.
p.s. What I want for Christmas, is a warm bed. Behind a locked door. Where I know I can be alone.
And he won't find me again.
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