My Santa is clearly a patron of the arts- and one with good taste, as they revealed to me that they read my own comic in preparation for my gift!

Coming to me on an otherwise cold day, the considerable parcel conferred a charming array of presents wrapped like candycane! I couldn’t resist the card’s call - a sparkling Christmas cutout with a cute holiday greeting.

And then, like a child on Christmas morning with little more composure and self-control, I cracked the fine cover and into the coveted prizes beneath.

Comics! Oh, and cherished titles, truly, most chiefly the cheeky corsair Nightcrawler! Conjointly, a colourful copy of a musical comic comprised of the celebrated Beatles- very much to my interests, completely well chosen!

The cardinal gift, curiously cumbersome, revealed to be a CRYSTAL TARDIS! I’ve never held such a classy commodity. Its coruscating was conclusive once the crystal was placed on its base, cleverly brilliant blue light circulating through the clear construct. Not customarily one consumed by shiny things, I found myself captivated by this crystal, deciding then and there to credit this as champion of gifts!

In conclusion, the closing carton contained THREE additional comics, to my confoundment! Choice of all was the cover of the Loki comic, the contents of which, on cursory flip through, I can’t complain about!! ;) Santa must know I don’t consume enough comics outside the ones I create, and committed themselves to civilizing me anew.

I am charmed and ingratiated to you, dear Santa! It has been a very challenging year for me, and as a newly disabled comic creating freelancer, I haven’t had the chance nor the cash to cherish myself as you’ve done for me today. Tapadh leat! Thank you! May the new year bring you confidence, cherished memories, a strong constitution, and much karma! ;)