"the days between Christmas and New Year’s Eve are dead days, when spirits roam beneath the surface of our lives..........a strange, a quiet interlude, somehow outside the rest of the year, outside time itself." **
Later it snowed again, very gently. The night arrived early but there`s enough candles to light up all the dark corners and ward off those spirits, or at least encourage them to stay outside.
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