"Like a pane of glass shattered too abruptly for even words, his home universe, Father Christmas, the..."

"Like a pane of glass shattered too abruptly for even words, his home universe, Father Christmas, the sleigh, the snow, all vanished into nothingness. He was severed from them so utterly, so completely, that they may just as well have never existed. Empty, silent fields materialized all around: boundless, covering the entire world - and he was alone."

- Christmas Crossings