Carol Advent Calendar
Day 25
Hi rebels!
Well everyone, it's been a great (sleigh) ride. Now the holidays are drawing to a close, and I just want to thank everyone for being here. I enjoyed writing these carols so much, from the nonsensical Severin violence to the adoptions in Twodor. I hope some of them put a smile on you face this season!
Now before we say goodbye to the advent calendar, there is one more I want to show you...
A carol from Delra
"The Night of the Solstice"
'Twas the night of the solstice, when all through the land
Not a district was stirring, the small to the grand
Oneta through Ninon were sleeping away
In wait for tomorrow, a bright solstice day
Onetians were nestled all snug in the beds
While history memories danced in their heads
The kids in pajamas, professors in caps
Had just settled down for their 3 A.M. naps
And out in ol' Twodor, the guardian mothers
Asleep at their posts just this night and no other
Yet never would hoodlums sneak in and attack
They'd rather stay home and ask mum for a snack
The moon on the mountainous Thrintian snow
Brought peace to the district from friend unto foe
The couples asleep, holding onto their dear
Would dream of tomorrow, to face without fear
The rebels of Delra would have to be swift,
To run to safe houses and smuggle their gifts
More rapid than eagles yet silent they came,
No lingering nor calling except by codename
"Now, Alpha! Now, Bravo! Now Charlie through Foxtrot!
We must stay unnoticed or mission is for naught!
From the shady back streets to the underground holes!
Dash away, dash away, hide like the moles!"
Though rebels hear guardsmen and quickly must fly,
In Forell, it's peaceful from sea to the sky
The birds perched in treetops and fish in the streams
Live happy green lives and dream happy green dreams
Their neighbor, Fivana, has blown off their roof
But party is over and here is your proof
The houses are silent and people are found
All snuggled up cozy, and warm, safe and sound
The young punks of Sixney crushed bullies and jerks
Returned to their creches to sleep off their work
It tires you out to be on the attack
So hoodlums are glad that their friends have their back
In Severin, fighting has drawn to an end
Their quarrels have settled, they're back to good friends
They put down the sword and they hung up the bow
To curl up together as outside, it snows
A silence had fallen as Eighnes' gamers slept
Their roleplaying over, their whole party swept
They'd eaten great dinners that filled every belly
And curled up to fall asleep, watching the telly
And meanwhile Niners had feasted on deer
A dinner so filling, the grumps joined in cheer
They polished the antlers and hung up the head
Then locked the doors tightly and went straight to bed
And even the tyrant had put down his work
He lay down to rest and stopped being a jerk
The following silence was broken by steps
So quiet, not even betraying who crept
The fair Prince of Delra snuck out in the night
Rushed off in a sleigh filled with wishes so bright
And I heard him say, eyes alight with green gleams,
"Happy solstice to all, to your hopes and your dreams!"
Happy Holidays!
Reminder that the free rares giveaway is still ongoing!
(Honestly I just want everyone to get rares... You deserve it)
All you need to do: Tell me which district you'd be from!
You can put two districts but please indicate which one is your "dominant trait".
Now that I have more free time, expect some major lore updates in the coming days!