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Reindeer Games

Jet Mykles

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Reindeer Games

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Chapter One

There was a subdued pop far overhead. One moment there was only the pale

sliver of moon and stars twinkling in the blanket of midnight sky. Then, from a

faint sparkling of a cloud that wasn’t a cloud, emerged the silhouette of a sleigh

pulled by nine reindeer.

“Here they come.” Pol pointed needlessly. They all knew what was there.

Lon watched with the rest of the handlers, captivated by the sight regardless

of having seen it nightly over the past few months. At first, the sleigh and its

chargers looked like little flying dolls, coasting shapes against the stars. Then they

became more distinct as they neared. Reindeer galloping on air. The magical sleigh

seemed weightless behind them. Even closer and the soft trill of jingle bells filled

the air.

“Welcome home,” one of the handlers behind Lon and Pol murmured.

Lon smiled, nodding. It still filled his heart to see Santa and his sleigh, and it

always would. It was part of the magic that still affected him and his brethren even

though, as elves, they didn’t receive any of the physical bounty of the season. The

feeling, the tone, the power of the giving and love of the Christmas season fueled

the magic that kept their little corner of the universe in existence, and there was no

harm in enjoying it.

The sleigh and its team touched down in the midst of a meadow spread before

a sprawling barn at one end of Santa’s Village. The pulsing beacon of Rudolph’s

nose shed its ruddy glow on the snowy field. Small hooves caused shallow dents in

the deep rifts, the reindeer’s magic keeping them from sinking. The sleigh itself,

although weighted by its rotund master, barely caused any runnels in the snow.

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