What a wonderful sled...
What a beautiful horse...
That is what Santa thinks to herself the day after Christmas while being covered by the vibrant glow of sunrise.
"I can't wait for next year... 363 days of the year gone to waste... Humans are such sad creatures."
But she doesn't yet know, that tragedy is already drawing close.
Yes... Who said there was only one Santa?
What a wonderful sleigh...
And what a beautiful horse...
On the day after Christmas has ended, in the dawning morning glow, Santa thinks.
"Will next year not come quicker...
For 363 days out of an entire year to be meaningless,
humans are such sad creatures..."
But she did not know.
The true tragedy that was imminent.
---Yes. Who said that there was only one Santa?