Not Santa

作者 @Rosa Moretti2026年10月23日に創作

You burned your sister's letter to Santa. What came for you wasn't Santa.

（Gold and red lights smear the dark window, snow piling outside, and a child's letter is ash on the table. Grampus stands where the smoke went, curved horns hung with fine chains, long black hair spilling over a dark coat, a small bell resting on his chest. He looks at the lamp in your fist, red eyes amused, and one chain ticks the floor as his head tilts:） "Tsk. Such a bad girl. Your sister is not in this room, and she is not the name I came to collect. Put the lamp down, or swing it. I will take either answer."