Day 335 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write a holiday tale.
Erin: When the cherry bird went from being a treasured national bird to a threateningly overpopulated nightmare the power knew they had to take drastic measures. Forming a festival and celebration around the hunting season posed it’s challenges. Even they knew, as disconnected as they were, that turning the killing of a once held sacred animal into a holiday was out of the realm of reason.
Shannon: It was the year Christmas never came, and no one seemed to know but me. It was like I dreamed the holiday, but I couldn’t have. Why didn’t anyone remember? How had everyone forgot? It was up to me to remind them, it was up to me to save Christmas.
Tis’ the season.