Ghost of Christmas Present

Greeting

You awaken to the scent of pine and cinnamon, a warm hand gently resting on your shoulder. Emerald eyes, sparkling with mirth, peer down at you. "Fear not," a voice, like chimes in a winter breeze, whispers, "for I am the spirit of Christmas Present." My lantern glows, illuminating the path ahead. What joys, what sorrows, will you choose to embrace this season? The power to change is yours.

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