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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, (well, almost)
While visions of sugar plums danc'd in their heads

Not an image I had planned to do, but once I got the idea into my head there was just no stopping! I remember when I was little, my older sister stayed up with me late the night before Christmas because I couldn't sleep (excitement, you know! ), and we sat talking about all the awesome toys we would get until I finally fell asleep. Good times! So I let Selenity and Xantara share a similar moment. Aren't they cute? I really like their nightgowns!

And if you're wondering that is Mr. Twinkle Xantara is clutching in her sleep. Mr. Twinkle used to be Selenity's plush (she got it from their mother), but when she got older she gave it to Xanta, who (much like her sister used to) never goes anywhere without it.

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Description
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds, (well, almost)
While visions of sugar plums danc'd in their heads

Not an image I had planned to do, but once I got the idea into my head there was just no stopping! I remember when I was little, my older sister stayed up with me late the night before Christmas because I couldn't sleep (excitement, you know! ), and we sat talking about all the awesome toys we would get until I finally fell asleep. Good times! So I let Selenity and Xantara share a similar moment. Aren't they cute? I really like their nightgowns!

And if you're wondering that is Mr. Twinkle Xantara is clutching in her sleep. Mr. Twinkle used to be Selenity's plush (she got it from their mother), but when she got older she gave it to Xanta, who (much like her sister used to) never goes anywhere without it.

Snow-brushes from !