Twelve Days of Christmas: #12

 

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my stories gave to me...

twelve days for dancing,

eleven squalls a-storming,

ten knives a-throwing,

nine eggnog cartons,

eight snowballs flying,

seven strands a-tangling,

six skeins of black yarn,

five glowing wreaths...

four dragon eggs,

three blank stares,

two chestnuts soaked,

and a blue crab in a scrap treeeeeeee

Here we are at the end. And here we are in Khogea with the A Word Unbroken crew. 

Apparently the whole time I've been collecting gifts, they've been up in the mountains with the dragons partying. Wren, Ferek, Star, and Ryder have been having the time of their lives, and it seems like Andre's starting to warm up to dancing, but it was very enjoyable to watch Kel, Ollyn, and Garrin be dragged onto the dance floor by Wren and made to figure out how to move their legs without kicking people.

I think it's an interesting tradition, since they don't all know how to dance, and they who do know don't especially love dancing, but it was amusing and fun. 

I tried joining in.

Um.

I'm a better dancer in my imagination.

Anyways, here we are at the end! I hope you enjoyed this Twelve Days of Christmas from my stories from the past many days! If any of these stories peaked your interest, please tell me and I will talk more about them! Thanks so much for reading, and I'm sorry I've been filling your inbox with all this crazy the past week and a bit.

bye y'all!