A bit of Christmas poetry, because I'm still a poet, if ever a terrible one. A man struggles to escape a frigid storm, only to find himself in a cave. Exploring the cave, he encounters more than he could have ever possible imagined...

Author's Notes: 1) Like "Voodoo Shark", this is a poem-story, with roughly 760-ish words. 2) The title has little to do with the actual poem's subject matter, and there's a reason for that. My first Christmas poem, "Tennessee Snow", was written in Tennessee and during a snowstorm. It's a simple enough title theme. :3