That ol’ Yuletide spirit Yule-Father finished attaching his sleigh to his eight-legged horse just as the dwarves had placed the last bag of finely crafted treasures on the back. The sleigh was huge and intricate in design and function, as it had also been built by the dwarves. A beastly appearing man was to Yule-Father’s left, sitting astride a huge goat, brandishing a fist-full of birch branches in his right hand with a woven basket strapped to his back. He held the giant goat's bridle firmly in his left hand. To Yule-Father’s right was another large man, cloaked and hooded, adorned with bells about his body saddling a giant wolf. He glanced over at his grandson on the goat, bells jingling, and gave a quick wink. Krampus either didn’t notice or gave no sign of noticing, his face ever a hoary scowl. The sun was quickly setting though it seemed to have only been up briefly, for today was the shortest day of the year. Today marked the beginning of Yule, and the Yule-father and his host were preparing for their great,wild hunt.
That ol’ Yuletide spirit
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https://anchor.fm/itsalwaysdarkest/episodes/That-ol-yuletide-spirit-e1c5ul1