Yule Be Sorry: A Very Bite-Sized Xmas #8

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An odd wind blew on the night of his death,

Something dark swirled after Nick’s final breath.

His hands they did twitch, his eyes they did stir.

Ask anyone, they’ll tell you: something strange did occur.


This is part eight of a larger story for Christmas. All parts are in the form of a stanza of a poem. Check back tomorrow for part nine!

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