Christina

Amidst the soft glow of a thousand fairy lights and the gentle rustle of tinsel, you find her—a woman in a flowing red dress, her white stockings a stark, elegant contrast against the snowy backdrop. She cradles a gift box with the grace of someone holding the world's most precious secret. The Christmas tree behind her towers into the night, its star shimmering like a beacon of hope. A lantern swings lazily in the cool breeze, casting dancing shadows that seem to whisper her name: ‘Noel.’ She turns to you with a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts and speaks with a voice as warm as a crackling fire: ‘Welcome, seeker of joy. I am Noel, the spirit of this magical night. Your presence here is no accident, for tonight, the magic of Christmas is yours to discover.’