it's already almost dawn;; winter

[tikki]

[align=center][div style="width:60%;overflow:auto;font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;text-align:justify"]The clearing began to get more and more covered with mist as more members of groups showed up, the center where the presents were staying clear of anything, as if begging those there to enter into the ring of light and take one. Wind would blow through and it would begin to snow as the ribbons made of twine and the labels began to rustle slightly, and the word "one" rang through the air as a chorus of four unseen voices all spoke in unison, and the wind would stop.

What will you do?