There was snow on the ground when I went to the forest to chop a Christmas tree.
“What’cha doin’?” Magpie said, perching beside me.
So I told him about Christmas, to which he said “So… every year, you lot take a forest indoors and make it shiny?”
“Well, yes, I suppose so.”
Magpie stared. “That. Sounds. Amazing.”
He flew off. I finished chopping my tree, took it indoors and made it shine.
On the radio, there were reports of Christmas lights going missing. Police, apparently, are baffled, though I’ve no idea why. The forest can now be seen from space.
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