} Mighty Oracle, with great effort of mind I still find within myself
} some dying glimmer of faith in your power and--I force myself to
} believe--your goodness, and your ability to save my daughter, my
} family--indeed, all humanity, and the very universe which humanity has
} for eons complacently regarded as its own, never knowing, never
} suspecting that in another dimension --a dimension which is, I now
} perceive, perilously close to our own-- there has awaited since the
} dawn of time that Being --yet I cannot utter its name without the last
} vestiges of my sanity being crushed beneath the weight of the hideous
} truth which I alone must bear--though soon, I dread to think of it--
} soon all will behold the fullness of its horror--the horror of -- the
} Jolly One -- the One in Red --
}
} Did you ever ever receieve my last question, Oracle? How sweet, how
} innocent the time I wrote it now seems, although even then the horrors
} I had glimpsed oppressed me. It was Christmas then, and my daughter,
} my darling Virginia-- her talk of the strange of frozen wastes she
} beheld in dreams, of great cities of ice, a universe of cold and
} crystal, and then her strange demand for blue crayons -- the crayons
} she used to endlessly compose cryptic, strangely garbled LISTS -- and
} then the chanting began -- that nauseous dirge -- oh Oracle, how could
} my daughter, my precious, innocent Virginia, utter unceasingly, hour
} on hour, such a fiendish, godless monody ... "SAN-ta, SAN-ta, SAN-ta,
} SAN-ta..." -- and in the morning, what I found--running from the
} fireplace to the chistmas tree, the ghastly, putrid trail of
} phosphorescent slime.
}
} I told you of these things then, Oracle, but no answer came. Yet
} weeks later I discovered my question, and an answer -- a queer,
} weirdly nonsensical answer -- posted to alt.conspiracy -- yet -- I
} shudder to recall this, Oracle -- the question and answer were
} HIDEOUSLY TRANSPOSED !!!!! What unthinkable disruption of the cosmos,
} what strange mutation of the most fundamental laws of our universe,
} could cause such an aberration...?
}
} I pray that you receive this questoin, Oracle, for now the truth is
} clear to me. I know now-- would that I did not! -- that my daughter,
} my Virginia, has been chosen as the medium by which the ... the Jolly
} One shall pass through that gate which until now remained so
} mercifully sealed -- and that with the arrival of this ... this being
} ... the reign of humanity shall end ...
}
} I turn to you now, Oracle, asking now not for advice, but for the
} salvation of humanity. Yet I fear your answer ... I fear the only way
} I can avert this horror is through the most dreadful sacrifice -- that
} only by murdering, in cold blood, my flesh and blood, my offspring, my
} darling, precious Virginia --
}
} Oracle!!!
}
} I just heard something, a bump on the roof --
}
}
} I hear a rythmic -- beating -- HOOF ON HOOF --
}
} I know who comes Oracle! The ones I saw in dreams-- dreams until now
} blissfully forgeotten -- dreams of those antlered fiends -- those
} heinous, grinning UNGULATES -- send them backe, Oracle !!!! Return
} them to the stygian depths from whence they came -- back Prancer!
} back Cupid !!
}
} The fireplace! From the fireplace -- a hideous SUCKING --
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