He forgot to lock up tight, leaving the family to the mercies of Frau Gaude's hounds.

"Bring it on, Krampus. I aim to misbehave," thought the orphan in need of coal.

The pigeon got a bleach job, then got hired to airmail peace on earth.

She woke us with light in her hair and saffron in her hands.

Like victorian vikings, carolers pranced through the town, ransoming silence for wassail.

Bells rang out, and shattered the glass frost on the fields.