Friday the Yuleteenth

Good Woden’s-Day to ye, mortals! After last week’s GUESTRAVAGANZA, Summersbane & I shall cozy in for the dreaded FRIDAY THE YULETEENTH! Some mortals fear it—claim ‘tis ill fortune—but we shall meet it with GOOD CHEER! & with cocoa, & gift-lists, a monologue, a special Summersbane Segment—join us at 8PT on FRIDAY THE YULETEENTH!

In the meantime, on my Yuletide Adventure…

Yuletide Adventure III: Season Without a Santa
“Adrift in the Snowdrifts”

After leaving the Claus-Cache—with supplies meagre yet merry—I met with uncommon cold. Under an unseasonable midnight Sun, I wandered through fae frosts, sent—no doubt—by my unknown foe. My cocoa spent, my tree-brownies too icy to bite, despair begins to creep along my numbed nerves. Santa needs me—the Yuletide needs me—how can I fail now, here? Shall I fall as snow? I see the sugarplum vultures circle, & know I must not falter—soft! Behind me, crunching steps. Be it friend…or fiend…?

Friend or fiend?! Find out in Saturday’s dispatch—assuming we survive FRIDAY THE YULETEENTH!

I must spare a merry moment to thank all who read these missives; to thank all who spread our weird cheer; & of course, to hoist a cocoa-mug to the generous ones who can & do support our works with upgrades here in the Scriptorium!

I hope ye shall join us Friday night! ‘Til then—be safe, be well, & be merry, Precious…

Cheers,
Amoenus Franco
Writer, Wizard, Freezing