With the arrival of this winter’s first snow, the elfs have delivered a letter for the ones you cherished: May I pin down a golden-lined letter by the doves of winter for our friendship, @Phamsos. ⭐️🎅🏻 I’ll make sure to save a plate of friendship by the crooks of my life, I’ve been wanting to thank you for being such a light ‘till this season came—Let us savior our friendship until the last drops of snow comes around. Have a holly jolly Christmas! ❄️☃️

Wholeheartedly,
🦈

ily sosis 🩵

Hearsays, the jolly time is here! Jump into our festivities on the 25th of December this year for a surprise waiting in line, made just for your people. Lay down your circle’s @ usernames for a sprinkle of Santa’s magic later on. 🎁

Through the clouds,
@PHAMSOS.

The city hits December like a blade. Air sharp, lights dimming, snow piling up until it swallows whole footprints like they were never there. Everything feels fragile, like one wrong breath could shut the whole season down. But then @PHAMSOS shows up again, proof that warmth can still survive in a world that forgot how to hold it. Maybe this winter will take more than it gives, maybe the night won't crack open until the year finally collapses, but if we ever find ourselves in the same Christmas again, I hope it's the version where we choose the warmth over the wreckage. ✶

Warm until the world resets,
🦈.
ㅤ

Snow rehearses its fall around the world, as if happiness were a quiet agreement, au calme—per sempre. I keep choosing your name in soft repetition, threading it through pauses and low light, letting the silence learn our shape, @PhamSos — (Glue Song). Mérci for standing between me and the cold, for guarding what trembles but stays. Let this melody breathe in the snowfall, lentement, dolcemente, until the night loosens its grip. May we remain where winter is kind, where time moves softly, and the music knows when to linger. ☃️🎄

Sealed with warmth,
e, r.