Nicholas was...
 

...older than sin, his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die.

The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caversn did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensible rituals, when they were not actually working in the factories.

Once every year they forced him, sobbing and protesting, into Endless Night. During the journey he would stand near every child in the world, leave one of the drawves' invisible gifts by its bedside. The children slept, frozen into time.

He envied Prometheus and Loki, Sisyphus and Judas. His punishment was harsher.

Ho.

Ho.

Ho.



A small holiday trifle from Neil Gaiman's Angels & Visitations:D

Wasnt it from Smoke and Mirrors?

Great poem either way:)

gaiman seems to be - quite conciously - creating a little niche all for himself with this god-lore fixation.

if the tranvestite from Terror Firmer all of a sudden turned into a monkey. ^that would be it.