It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 5

The four riders watched the small cottage from the crest of the hill, ignoring the cold wind that whipped around them. The sounds of joy and laughter seemed to calm the cold that surrounded them. Sywyn could only smile as he listened to the sounds of laughter and song. “And we did [...]

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It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 4

Mandrel finished hitching the horses to the wagon and looked to his sister. Pania was organizing the last of the parcels and packages carefully. It had taken most of the day and a good part of the evening, but they had managed to collect enough to gather together a decent care package for [...]

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It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 3

Sywyn found the small abode easily. The boy had described where he and his family lived with great detail. He spoke of his brothers and sisters, and the passing of his father only six months earlier. The elven knight stopped to marvel at the dwelling. Stricken by poverty, this family still [...]

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It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 2

Just outside Ottawa, Ontario, December 24, 1897
Sywyn Wennemein rose early that morning. As a holy knight of his home world, he went about his duties as he normally would. And just like he remembered from his time spent in Old Mexico, he could not hear but a whisper from his god. But [...]

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It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 1

I decided to interrupt the usual story of the current adventures of Black Mask and Pale Rider to bring you this Christmas story.
Rideau Canal, Ottawa, Ontario, December 23, 1897
The snow crunched underneath the horses hooves, sounding louder than it should have, but the air was crisp and cool and all the sounds that were made [...]

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