Window 11 – Dec 11 Håkan pulled the imaginary cloak tighter around himself. Krut padded alongside him, constantly babbling incoherently about “snowball magic” and “gingerbread rituals.” The barn loomed ahead of them, dark and mysterious in the winter evening....
Window 12 – December 12 Krut started muttering about the greatness of glitter, but Berske raised a finger, and the pig fell silent immediately.. “No glitter,” Berske said curtly. “And here’s what we’ll do: we’ll help Grandpa with the...