moving forward. With every step, they rose higher and higher. The boy was fascinated by the fantastic view below him, seeing all of the decorated houses and streets passing by. A few minutes into the ride, he felt the reindeer throttle down. As he looked down, he saw a dense forest with a tiny
wooden cabin hidden behind the trees. After landing, Chris saw a small group of reindeer approaching them. It seemed like his plan was working well and Christmas could be saved!
Having entered the cabin, Chris was even more stunned: the tiny wooden cabin was packed with smaller and bigger gifts and a myriad of tiny elves were running around still packing and wrapping more gifts. It seemed so miraculous that with Santa Claus being stuck in the chimney Christmas spirit was still here.
Chris understood that Christmas could be saved, they just had to work out a plan what to do. While Chris‘s eyes were wandering around the house, a bigger elf approached him. He was the chief of all elves. He said: „Chris, what are we going to do?“ „Oh, what to do, what to do?“ Thoughts were fighting in
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