A Seasonal Fable (part 2)

Sing a carol, now, to the Winter Wanderer. When the sky fills with celestial light and winter blankets the earth, the Wanderer comes forth! Know him by his First Aspect. Call him Yulnir. Call him Father Winter. He comes with a benevolent twinkle in his eye. He comes wrapped in a cloak made from the multi-colored sky. Every home he visits. Every hearth he blesses. On the coldest nights, he brings feast and bounty. He feeds body and soul with a warmth that lasts from season to season. The hearth of the heart! But Father Winter only gifts those who have offered love and warmth to their fellows all the year round. O, darling. O, deario. It is time to make merry. Pray do not tarry! <i>Roh-de-lay-ho-ho-ho!</i>