Chapter Sixty Seven: A Dream Anew

After all these years, Father Christmas is still being haunted by the same dream. A nightmare, to be more specific.

In the dream, there was a thirst for more blood, a profound disorder, and a lot of prevalent looting. It was a very grim prophecy if it gains the status of the impossible bond, where violence is rampant, and the invading Vampires command centuries of blood-sucking armies to wreck havoc in the streets, as it was being aided by the most efficacious Defiant Institution in blocking love receptors of the particles of grace that prevent the movement of objects arising from the Passion of the said impetus.

Anew, Father Christmas was seeing the vision from a bird's eye point of view, where he can see the mass destruction below. The North Pole was doing its solemn duty to protect the Magic of Christmas from the general concept of Defiance, but The Village seems to be losing more energy from the transmission of the impetus to fight the said defiance than it really should. There is disorder in the system, too.

At the helm are the Toy Soldiers and their superior drumsticks, and they seem to be successful in holding their own ground. As the disorder creates more delusions and fruitful defiance from the population, the Vampires begin to breed their own Vampiric aura within the consciousness of these helpless children.

The Christmas Toys were overwhelmed by the Gremlins as the Defiant Institution quickly recovers from its vital mistake in its treatment of the Generosity Shield by infecting The Village's magical sleighs, one of the pillars of Magic that pertains to the Fantasy associated with the Yuletide and its own creative significance. From this recovery, they were able to finally bypass the grace that protects the substance of generosity from the intrusive quality of evil.

Perhaps it is true that the world does not wait for anybody, including that of the dire situation of Santa Claus where he eventually found himself to be. Albeit his Werewolf ability shields him from the direct effect of the Vampiric aura, the Spindle of Hate and its threads are, unfortunately, capable of hurting him.

And this is how the Vampires are trying to invade the world of dreams and aspirations, by creating a wall of Defiance to limit the reach of the forces of nature leading to a predestination through the efforts of the most important verb called love. The amount of disorder was truly evident by now, and the looting prevails more than ever that equally rendered any authority from containing the chaos made practically useless.

A disorder is a problem of the system that may be clouded with a vested interest, presumably a rebellion against the established norm. And the looting of material things defines what can be laundered from a systemic robbery of values, as well as the emphasis of prejudice related to the crimes of the Christmas Capitalism. There is simply no effective impetus, not even the properties of love, that can govern a life of Defiance. A defiant child refuses to be moved without his expressed consent. The young is free in this way, and he thinks he will succeed without any help.

The Vampiric aura is now on its way.

Father Christmas was able to wake up from this nightmare again.

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