To someone in the family they may pass the flame but to Krampus taste it would be tame. The would take a tradition or two the rest passing away to the beasts rue.
Krampus remembered to many holidays long forgot, none would be remembered and put at the soul of the plot. The monster turned them over in mind, when filled with longing from time to time.
Still some new ideas weren't so dark, except for that horrid peppermint bark. Perhaps the couples kids would have a grand thought and the spirit of Christmas again would be caught. Krampus felt a ray of hope. Maybe with the loss of the little couple he could cope.
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