The Long Silent Night
A satisfied smile lay across his
His chubby face was marked with joy as he
chased through the long night, the reins tight in his hands.
While he laughed time and again, the icy
landscapes were passing rapidly below him.
“Ho, Ho, Ho! — Dasher, Dancer,
Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen, you are barely controllable.”
His reindeers shared his unbridled enthusiasm,
and as swiftly as they could, they pulled the sleigh behind them. Eager to
hurry through the long night.
“Rudolph, be sure to follow the right path; we
don’t want to keep the children waiting!”
“Ho, Ho, Ho!” he laughed exuberantly.
Of course, he knew that the children would not
have to wait because this night, the night before Christmas, lasted as long as
it had to last.
He lived for this one long night.
He liked his home at the North Pole and really
loved his wife, but both could be quite strenuous if he was honest with
All year round, those elves swarmed around him,
outbidding each other with the most abstruse ideas for the next world’s best Christmas gift.
While his beloved wife, on the other hand,
could not leave him in peace for a single day without her chores that-had-absolutely-to-be-done-immediately.
Oh, how he missed the old days when he could
still hang out with his good buddy Krampus!
But that was before Mrs. Santa Claus, and
before Krampus became too ribald towards her a few times, and she didn’t want
him in the house anymore.
He could understand Krampus. Mrs. Santa Claus
was indeed “voluptuous” at the right places.
“Ho, Ho, Ho!” he laughed, reveling in memory.
He enjoyed the freedom to rush through the
night. Far from annoying elves and demanding wives. Not that he had ever more
than one of the latter.
From the moment he saw Mrs. Santa Claus for the
first time, an eternity ago, in the house of Old Mother Frost and Old Man
Winter, he knew that she was the only one for him.
The stars glittered gaily in the night sky,
while the moon shone merrily on snowy landscapes. His beard swooshed in the icy
wind that colored his cheeks red, just like Rudolph’s famous nose.
As long as he traveled through the long night
to deliver his gifts to the children on earth, the night stood still. Only with
this chronomantic trick and the secret passages of the Winter Wonderland was he
able to bring all children their gifts. Nowadays, even to those, who in earlier
days, would only have gotten a piece of coal or even would have received the
Sometimes he wondered if this was one reason
why there were so many spoiled brats by now, which eventually became obnoxious
“Ho, Ho, Ho!” he laughed his dark thoughts
No, he did not want to spend this night with
This was his night, and he did not want to
Meanwhile, Rudolph steered Dasher, Dancer,
Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen unerringly, along with the
sled, towards the next portal, which led into the human world.
They rushed through it without hesitation.
“Ho, Ho, Ho!” he laughed in exuberance.
He loved this one long, silent night, this
dream of peace.
I wrote the story for this contest to show that even Santa needs his dream of peace.