~~<><>~PROLOGUE~<><>~~ Santa Clause has been a universally renowned celebrity, yet no one has even met him. Do you lie awake at night wondering why? Have you heard bells of his sleigh slowly dieing as he rode off into the sunset? We all know mall Santas are impersonators along with street Santas. Myriads of stories try to make sense of who he really is, where he lives, and why we don't see him, but by the end, nobody believes. By the end, we assume flying reindeer, elves, and the whole idea itself is proposterous. Where has humanities' faith gone? Is this what it has diminished into? Nothing? Mrs. Clause and him are portrayed as a perfect couple-a match made in heaven, but how did he meet in the seclusion of the North Pole? How DID they fall in love? Can we even confirm his gender? IS he a man? He could be a woman for all we know. She may also live among us, just like you and me. Choose to believe. Choose to dream. Look closer. Look deeper. Don't just look. SEE.
*dying. It's still about love. And Santa Claus is something everyone here has stopped believing in. Also, sounds like a cheesy Christmas special. Meh. 7.5/10 ,_,
.... It's not going to be cheesy. I promise! Give it a chance! I'll make you believe. Just kidding, but seriously, I wouldn't have written it of it was going to be a children's story. I can't even handle them anymore.
By the way, this isn't about elves, reindeers, and all that stuff. It takes a huge twist. I just have to figure out how to make that twist believable, yet fascinating and intense.