My dearest Children,
How wild the Whirlwind blows for you who live Below! Here it is always one white and wonderous Winter, but you must deal with Seasons and Wardrobes changing, travel plans, illnesses, and who knows What Else! Even the most energetic Elves can lose the Thread that connects the Start of Human plans to their End. Truly, I am glad you were able to come Together in Bismarck, God willing in good Health and full Vigor!
But your question of Thursday morning was well-placed, Miss Lily! You asked whether old Santa would visit your home in Minnesota, or Bismarck, or both. As usual with such things, your Father was correct: We try our Level Best to deliver Everyone’s gifts to Where-They-Are, not Where-They-Were or Will-Be. Our elfin Routers are constantly calculating and recalculating the most Efficient path to the homes of all Believers, always taking into account the latest information from the Watcher Corps. Since your Family’s plans were up in the air until just a few days ago, the Gifts and Routing naturally could not be finalized until Your Father and Brother tested free and clear of sickness!
It may please you to know that last-minute re-routes are expedited by two Roving Routers—identical twins Felicity and Ezekiel Fleetfoot (Fliss and EZ, we call them!). Not only are they quick on their Feet, as their surname suggests (descended, as they are, from a long line of Messenger Elves), but they can finish each other’s Thoughts and Sentences, which makes last-minute changes a breeze!
Still, mistakes happen: Thus there is a Gift missing from Mistress Becky’s delivery, and only a card in its place. (Our apologies, Dear One!) Fliss discovered the issue—a lost note from the Kitchens of Mrs. Claus to the Makers’ Workshop—and her brother thought to simply ship the final gift to Minnesota when it was finished to reach Becky when she arrives for the New Year. EZ does it, as they say!
Masters Brendan, Gabriel, and Trevor; Miss Emma Rose and Lillian; and dear Becky: You continue to do such Good Things in this tilted World, putting your Gifts to use for Our Lord and His Kingdom. We all serve Someone—even jolly St. Nicholas!—and he is Most Pleased that you continue to choose the Good almost always! I am blest to be your Scribe and would dearly love to continue writing for you (and the Next Generation—bless me!) for years to come!
But things do change as the Children of Men age, and what must Be shall Be. Miss Lily has now reached double-digits and had new Responsibilities to take on regarding All Things Christmas. Ask your Father in a quiet moment, young One—and do not be alarmed if he gets a bit emotional. He has always been Softer than he appears.
A final Note: I mentioned in last year’s Letter a certain Bell Doubletree, who holds my tiny Heart in her nimble Hands. I am overjoyed to share our Courtship has begun—which also means I am now spending time with her Father, Master Tuggs, learning all things Harness, Hoof, and Horn. (Antlers, actually, but I am a Scribe, and fond of alliteration.)
I wish you only the Happiest of Christmases and a blessed New Year!
Yours Still and Always,
Q
Siberius Quill
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