Ω Ninety Three - Season's Greetings!

[rass_bestie]

Christmas is a time of reflection of the dying year. The bright hoorah before the lights go out and we are left in the cold darkness. The world pauses and sleeps. Then the snow melts once more and life is restored

Comments

[shortsghtedlove]

A merry one is much more fun! Why do people have to be so gloomy all the time.

[rass_bestie]

A quiet one can be relaxing. Gloom is part of the winter season, if not the Christmas one.

[shortsghtedlove]

Being happy is relaxing. And I don't find winter gloomy. Snow isn't gloomy. ...And mud isn't either. [Why he thinks that, the world will never know. He probably randomly decided it is so because gloomy is just no fun.]

[rass_bestie]

You can't force it. Sometimes the best you can get is quiet. Where are you?

[shortsghtedlove]

In my house. Is something wrong?

[rass_bestie]

No, beyond the fact that your location is not mine.

[shortsghtedlove]

[And the smile grows bright again.] Then we shall have to correct that, shan't we?

[rass_bestie]

Oh, yes, agreed.

[shortsghtedlove]

Then come! [If smiles could sparkle, his would.] ...Or should I come to you?

[rass_bestie]

If you'd rather I come there, then I don't mind. [He looks like he's going to move to do so.]

[shortsghtedlove]

[Well, Ray really doesn't care either way.] Neither do I.

[rass_bestie]

I'll be there in a few.

[shortsghtedlove]

[He nods and waits. And makes sure the connection is cut so non one can somehow spy.]

[rass_bestie]

[Peter knocks on the door.]

[shortsghtedlove]

[The door is opened quickly and Ray is -- as always -- smiling.]

[rass_bestie]

Merry Christmas. [And he goes for a hug.]