[Attached is a picture taken just outside the church. It's a small army of tiny snowmen (no taller than 5-10 inches) or perhaps more accurately snow sigillaria. If you look, each snowman has an initial on its belly to correspond to the people Jason considers himself close to. Written in the snow are the words: Happy Saturnalia & Merry Christmas.
He couldn't find enough gifts for everyone he wanted to, so he sculpted these an sent out a sort of Christmas card instead. Of course, the snowmen are still there in person for the foreseeable future.]
[ Eleven isn't that good with gifts, the entire concept is still very new to her. She knows more about it now. This is a good gift, she thinks, and wishes she had something similar for him. ]
Text -- Backdated to Christmas
He couldn't find enough gifts for everyone he wanted to, so he sculpted these an sent out a sort of Christmas card instead. Of course, the snowmen are still there in person for the foreseeable future.]
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we make a good fighting team
[ Eleven isn't that good with gifts, the entire concept is still very new to her. She knows more about it now. This is a good gift, she thinks, and wishes she had something similar for him. ]