‘Tis the season for me to write about Christmas

‘Tis the season for me to write about Christmas

“Always winter but never Christmas,” said Mr Tumnus, when explaining the White Witch’s icy grip on the wintry kingdom of Narnia. It’s a quote that evokes a desperate sadness; a snowy landscape that no longer captivates with its untouched, velvety beauty, but instead torments and imprisons, injecting a deathly cold into the shivering core of every living thing. ‘Christmas’ is nothing but a whisper evaporating in a cloud of foggy breath.

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