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“There,” Lumi said suddenly and Joulupukki looked through the trees, seeing a small house. “Wait here said Joulupukki, I'll be right back.” He made his way to the house and called out to anyone who might live there. “Is there anyone home? Hello? I'm in need of service if there is anyone here.” No one answered him and he walked around to the back of the house. There he saw several lines filled with clothing. He checked the sizes and grabbed two old worn, outer coats with hoods. He grabbed a couple of gold coins from his pocket and hung them on the line where the coats had been. He would have preferred to purchase them out right from their owners but the two gold coins were worth more than ten of the coats. “Here,” he said to Lumi as he reached the path again. “Keep the hood up and bundle it around your face. It will be big on you but if anyone asks we will just say you are sick. That should keep them from getting too close to you.” They had left their outer coats back on the sleigh earlier knowing that they would pick up some along the way. They needed to blend in with the humans if their plan was to work. As they made their way down the cart path it began to widen and cottages and houses began to dot both sides of the lane. They began to see humans walking in all directions and other lanes began to intersect there own. Many of the humans would walk a few paces then stop and stair at the bright beam that was still quite visible even in the bright sunlight, then, again be on their way. The two travelers watched carefully for a chance to speak with one of the humans. There was a small group gathered at the side of one of the buildings. “Yes, it was a horrifying sight,” Joulupukki recognized the language the man spoke. “We went into the Demon Forest and watched as the light came from heaven. We thought it was Oden come to take us to Valhalla, but all of a sudden we saw a demon dragon fly around the light, like a moth to a candle, as if he owned it. Remy said he saw it breathing fire. I don't know about that but it was definitely a dragon.” Joulupukki quietly translated for the elf and Lumi laughed under his breath when he heard about the dragon. Another of the group started speaking, “You know, I heard two of the Roman guards who came through the village talking about some strange event that was told by a profit some years ago. They said it has come true.” “What strange event?” The other man asked. “He said something about a baby being born and a bright light that would guide someone to him. Some king or wise man or something.” “Where was this supposed to happen,” the first man inquired? “I don't know. Some small village half way across the world, I think.” Joulupukki walked up to the first man and nodded to the beam. “Strange thing, don't you think,” he said. The man looked at him warily. You didn't see strangers passing through villages. Either he was a thief, a murderer, or a trader, none of whom were welcome in their village. “You have a poor accent mister. Where are you from,” he asked. “My brother and I are from a tiny hamlet three days from here. When we saw the bright light in the sky it scared us at first. We even asked ourselves is this the breaking of the world? Has Ragnarøkkr begun? Then I got to thinking, maybe it's a sign from Baldr, son of Odin, Aurvandill or Freyr. Maybe the Gods have given us a gift and blessed your beautiful village as the sight of this gift.” The man smiled as Joulupukki complimented his home. “You see my brother is ill and can't speak. He hasn't said a word since he was born,” he leaned close to the man, “only nonsense and babbling, and he never seems to be well as of late,” he whispered as he glanced over his shoulder at Lumi. The entire crowd seemed to take a step farther from the Elf. “Perhaps if we stand near the light it would heal him. You never know.” His rambling came to an end as the man's pupils began to contract again. From the back of the gathering an old woman pushed her way past the men. “Don't be goin in those woods, boy,” she cackled. “Thims be demon woods. Ain't no good can come from 'em. I'm the eldest person in this village and I remember nigh on fifty years ago when the demon took that forest for hiself. I was a younger lass then but I still remembers.” Her slumped shoulders, she straightened as much as possible in front of the bulk of the king. Noticing his face she combed her hair back with her fingers, only to get stuck in her ratted tangles. Her attempt at a smile appeared as a snaggletoothed grimace as her few remaining rotted teeth became visible through the creased leather of her narrow lips. “Oh, my,” Joulupukki feigned surprise. As a murmur came up from the crowd, some comments agreeing with the old woman and some calling her an old fool. To one of the commenters she turned and scowled. “You weren't there now was ya, Guiot? I was. I remember there was a ruckus about a fairy or an elf or sometin like that out in those woods. Then we all went to take a look ourselves. I was a curious thing back then without the sense to know better 'an to go lookin for somethin I shouldn't to oughta be lookin fer.” She glanced up at Joulupukki, “I was a pritty one, back then.” “Back then and yet still,” he complimented her. She giggled and blushed as her eyes focused on her worn out shoes. “Please continue my lady,” Joulupukki prodded her as several sarcastic shouts were tossed her way. “We all had noticed that bright light in the sky for several days when all a sudden it burst into the strongest candle beam I has ever seen and it pointed straight down in to the forest. We thought it'd set the place a fire. When it didn't, it started bringin back memories of what happened fifty year ago.”

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“There,” Lumi said suddenly and Joulupukki looked through the trees, seeing a small house. “Wait here said Joulupukki, I'll be right back.” He made his way to the house and called out to anyone who might live there. “Is there anyone home? Hello? I'm in need of service if there is anyone here.” No one answered him and he walked around to the back of the house. There he saw several lines filled with clothing. He checked the sizes and grabbed two old worn, outer coats with hoods. He grabbed a couple of gold coins from his pocket and hung them on the line where the coats had been. He would have preferred to purchase them out right from their owners but the two gold coins were worth more than ten of the coats. “Here,” he said to Lumi as he reached the path again. “Keep the hood up and bundle it around your face. It will be big on you but if anyone asks we will just say you are sick. That should keep them from getting too close to you.” They had left their outer coats back on the sleigh earlier knowing that they would pick up some along the way. They needed to blend in with the humans if their plan was to work. As they made their way down the cart path it began to widen and cottages and houses began to dot both sides of the lane. They began to see humans walking in all directions and other lanes began to intersect there own. Many of the humans would walk a few paces then stop and stair at the bright beam that was still quite visible even in the bright sunlight, then, again be on their way. The two travelers watched carefully for a chance to speak with one of the humans. There was a small group gathered at the side of one of the buildings. “Yes, it was a horrifying sight,” Joulupukki recognized the language the man spoke. “We went into the Demon Forest and watched as the light came from heaven. We thought it was Oden come to take us to Valhalla, but all of a sudden we saw a demon dragon fly around the light, like a moth to a candle, as if he owned it. Remy said he saw it breathing fire. I don't know about that but it was definitely a dragon.” Joulupukki quietly translated for the elf and Lumi laughed under his breath when he heard about the dragon. Another of the group started speaking, “You know, I heard two of the Roman guards who came through the village talking about some strange event that was told by a profit some years ago. They said it has come true.” “What strange event?” The other man asked. “He said something about a baby being born and a bright light that would guide someone to him. Some king or wise man or something.” “Where was this supposed to happen,” the first man inquired? “I don't know. Some small village half way across the world, I think.” Joulupukki walked up to the first man and nodded to the beam. “Strange thing, don't you think,” he said. The man looked at him warily. You didn't see strangers passing through villages. Either he was a thief, a murderer, or a trader, none of whom were welcome in their village. “You have a poor accent mister. Where are you from,” he asked. “My brother and I are from a tiny hamlet three days from here. When we saw the bright light in the sky it scared us at first. We even asked ourselves is this the breaking of the world? Has Ragnarøkkr begun? Then I got to thinking, maybe it's a sign from Baldr, son of Odin, Aurvandill or Freyr. Maybe the Gods have given us a gift and blessed your beautiful village as the sight of this gift.” The man smiled as Joulupukki complimented his home. “You see my brother is ill and can't speak. He hasn't said a word since he was born,” he leaned close to the man, “only nonsense and babbling, and he never seems to be well as of late,” he whispered as he glanced over his shoulder at Lumi. The entire crowd seemed to take a step farther from the Elf. “Perhaps if we stand near the light it would heal him. You never know.” His rambling came to an end as the man's pupils began to contract again. From the back of the gathering an old woman pushed her way past the men. “Don't be goin in those woods, boy,” she cackled. “Thims be demon woods. Ain't no good can come from 'em. I'm the eldest person in this village and I remember nigh on fifty years ago when the demon took that forest for hiself. I was a younger lass then but I still remembers.” Her slumped shoulders, she straightened as much as possible in front of the bulk of the king. Noticing his face she combed her hair back with her fingers, only to get stuck in her ratted tangles. Her attempt at a smile appeared as a snaggletoothed grimace as her few remaining rotted teeth became visible through the creased leather of her narrow lips. “Oh, my,” Joulupukki feigned surprise. As a murmur came up from the crowd, some comments agreeing with the old woman and some calling her an old fool. To one of the commenters she turned and scowled. “You weren't there now was ya, Guiot? I was. I remember there was a ruckus about a fairy or an elf or sometin like that out in those woods. Then we all went to take a look ourselves. I was a curious thing back then without the sense to know better 'an to go lookin for somethin I shouldn't to oughta be lookin fer.” She glanced up at Joulupukki, “I was a pritty one, back then.” “Back then and yet still,” he complimented her. She giggled and blushed as her eyes focused on her worn out shoes. “Please continue my lady,” Joulupukki prodded her as several sarcastic shouts were tossed her way. “We all had noticed that bright light in the sky for several days when all a sudden it burst into the strongest candle beam I has ever seen and it pointed straight down in to the forest. We thought it'd set the place a fire. When it didn't, it started bringin back memories of what happened fifty year ago.”