[Christmas... He remembers how last year he had been so enthralled by the holiday, seeing it through the eyes of a child. He did not know a lot about it, but it was a day for celebrating loved ones, for being close to others, and back then he had wanted nothing more than that.]
...I have no reason, nor any desire, to celebrate. [He tries to sound like a stone, cold and hard and solid, but on the inside he's hollow.]
[December 23rd]
...I have no reason, nor any desire, to celebrate. [He tries to sound like a stone, cold and hard and solid, but on the inside he's hollow.]