Chapter Fifty Six: A Gremlin Awakens

There was a tremor, extremely mild but unmistakable; there was also a distinct song suspended in the crisp mountain air that calls for dancers, as well as the poets who conceive the melodies, both distinctly singing a curious song. It was not common in the place like this; Williamshire was already dead.

But this time, the cold air was blowing in a different direction. The art of the sway of the bushes, as well as the rustling of the leaves, gives a new rendition to the song unknown to the older trees within the vicinity, where the Gremlins have been in continuous sleep for a very, very long time.

It was both beautiful and compelling, the spirit of the tunes are bound to be the prolonged gesture of both danger and dare, an unannounced proliferation that defines many virtues, although some are endemic to the Gremlins yet very much forgotten.

But that is how legends relate to the lore, and the common ground between these two separate entities lie in the middle of the lifetime itself. Everything is to be experienced, as long as the memory and imagination were carefully stimulated to give a vivid account, an image of the wondrous deeds that came in the now unrecognizable episodes of fantasy.

Today, a Gremlin was intently listening. It hears the melody calling its own name; and it is super aware of a great Columbia crawling on the ground.

And then, suddenly, the Gremlin woke.

But it is not a complete awakening, because the current situation is very complex, and all the intricacies surrounding the interests of the Gremlins are definite in its own accord, to be determined by its own need for self-determination. These creatures are not innocent, but they are not fully evil still. At least, not yet.

It was very hard to define the characteristics of a bona fide Gremlin, despite the definite claims of some stories designating them clearly, proposing certain standards within the elements of effective storytelling. The Gremlin's awakening is a serious occasion to be aware of, and The North Pole needs to be completely cognizant of its unwanted effects.

The great Columbia was here to finish what has been started in all the betrayals that happened in this time, in the past, and in the future to come. For him, there is no more compromise; there are no weakness and vulnerability. He is here to be strong, and to be vindictive. The Columbia is here for this glorious expedition.

Williamshire is part of a continent that has been robbed of the glory of the truth; instead, it was blessed with economic power, of worldly prosperity, yet, the danger of staining the soul with the ink of rhetorics have been opened like a pandora's box in exchange for the philosophical correctness of what constitute freedom.

Truly, it was an awakening. But also a difficult wokeness.

From where is the spirit, there is a particular sense of responsibility, and the need to be responsible springs in the fountain of life. Like the many notions on the importance of human expression, it is the words that manifests the purity of love, and the health of the soul. A capability to entertain thoughts motivates emotion, and from the emotion is the vehicle of living fully, carefree, liberating.

Past, present, or future, Christmas was the unwilling witness. And from where the Yuletide is, the Gremlins hide a very secretative past.

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