Humanity unraveled. People forgot to name the years. There was only now, and before. Worldwide collapse emerged as EMP bombs dotted the landscape of every nation on every continent, save Antarctica. Nothing remained.
They say he was jolly, whatever that means. He moved quickly. Few saw him. What he created was nothing short of a miracle. A reminder of a time that most only knew through fuzzy memories.
Ashen tracks remained from when he donned the stockings. He left flames of hope and a guiding star for all. "...to all a good night!" still echoes where ruin once lay.
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