knows who they are not that many Christmas stories? Of Mice, Nutcracker, the many Christmas trees, Nicholas and of course by the Christ Child. Everywhere they are known, all know one way or another. Beautiful, sad, but also terrible. One was hinted at many times, thought by many, but never told. I will do it now.
The story begins in a cold and wet winter day. Very cold weather is outside. The large crowds have all retreated into their homes. They are nestled close together in front of his living room a small stove. In such a house also lives Madame mouse. She joins but not before the stove, for there it is, unfortunately, undesirable. It has set up her small apartment near the stove. They can always warm up on the warm rocks behind the wall. But today this is impossible. Because today is Christmas Eve, not only among the people. A fact that Madame does not matter. For only the morning is of interest to them, because then they can look for the leftovers from the night before together and put them in their pantry. No, today is a special day for the mouse. She prefers the mirror in just her lovely pink dress. As already ringing their little alarm clock. Travel jacket is dressed quickly. Thus, the mouse runs out of the house, out of town towards the woods. Across the field and in the woods. The big heavy snowflakes impede the view. Barely 2 meters, the distance can see what Madame. The day passed with a few last rays of sun. And now comes in the night. A fog bank moves slowly threatening the forest. This, however, noted Madame mouse is not much. A small hole under a big oak tree is the goal of the mighty mouse. A few small hopper and yes Madame is safe under the earth. After a few steep steps which led into the depths of the small gear will get bigger and bigger. Roots of the oak adorn the hallway. Now, small candles appear that the black diving gear in a dull yellowish light. The trip is quick coat to a free hook hung on the wall. At each level there are hooks to hang coats each in all sizes, shapes and colors. It continues into the depths. A gigantic spiral staircase which was carved from the rock turns in yawning depths. The mouse scurries down the stairs. Below is reached softly small silvery light beam through the entrance. Quite out of breath calms down only once and then enters Madame with appropriate steps from the portal. I just now opened the eyes of the little mouse Madame killed her breath.
She stood at the edge of a forest clearing. On the right side went up a steep rock face high and higher. At the top of the fell down a waterfall in the summer. But since we cold winter icicles hanging over great whites have in a variety of blue-and. In all sizes and shapes. At the Eiszäpfen hang or stand on a few small paragraphs Eismännchen dozen. Not to be confused with the dwarfs because they are bigger and stronger than the Eismännchen. In each hand they hold small gold and silver hammers. With these they beat gently but also with much force on the icicles. A soft music will sound her from the water. It permeates every corner of the field of vision of the woman. There, below the frozen river where the ice touched the Ice Dwarfs at work. Small Muscular men with white beards sculpting with hammer and chisel blocks of ice to pieces. With her magical powers which dwarfs any single figure to bring out from within to glow in all colors. On the left side of the forest is seen. The trees look as if someone had sprinkled powdered sugar over them. Out of the woods now appear on a variety of forest animals with the most beautiful dresses. The dwarfs in their forest green jackets trot on the big square. The river which has reached an impressive size runs like a silver-blue ribbon at the glittering edge of the square by. Then, the water fairies dancing with their little skates Eisballette a beautiful view is that as a ballet by Tchaikovsky. In the middle of the square stands a proud fir. On which of the snow sparkles in silver, gold and crystals. On top is a golden star. Adorned with all sorts of balls and other shapes in bright red tones, gold, silver and blue tones. Straight ahead is a magnificent castle. With high walls and turrets. All in white. Before the white oak doors of the castle are dwarfs in red clothes as guards. Small and large carriage ride which is usually drawn by snow white horses passed the gates and let the guests get there. The snow glistens on the rooftops as if the stars are also invited to this festival. Golden light filters through the windows and bathe the whole thing in a certain warmth. This image is a clear black night sky with thousands of twinkling stars and the moon which a donor light for the image is rounded. Madame proceeds with slow steps in the bustle which prevails on the big white space. There is dancing and laughing, partying and talking. Since the fly an elf. Solid green small and delicate creatures. All of which only will the good. With magical powers they are certainly well equipped. Although not as large and powerful as many think. As a golden melody sounds that are accompanied by organ sounds. This gentle music floating the fairies out of the wood. In her light blue robes that are studded with pure silver pull the pure essence many glances. Slowly, everything is still and the light is softly damped. The gates of the castle open and steps out of the gates in a snow-white dress, the Ice Queen. On his head a silver Icecrown. Everything glistens and sparkles. You to look directly was almost an insult. "Here comes the bride!" Is called loudly from the dwarves. "It can get only the groom is missing then the wedding." Suddenly the stars get down from the sky. Are changing slowly in the air to children. The Star Children are the messengers of the groom. As a golden beam illuminates the surrounding light and bright this is the core. And as tide ebbs, the light is fading, and in the middle of a man is fully dressed in golden robes. It seems that this is from the inside out and twinkle lights and liquid gold. "The Star King has arrived, "said Stern call all children. The Feenkönig and the Fairy Queen caused stride. The wedding will be soon completed. The bride and groom are in the hand. Fairy and Elf speak your magic on the wedding couple, which should seal everything. A green and a blue luminescent band sets in a loop around the two hands. Then it happened. Small but pitch-black fog pull themselves together in one place before the bride and groom. There slowly emerges a ball the same color. Fed the ball by all the dark corners which is located nearby. Slowly, that's an appearance. Dressed in dark black dress. Red twinkle his eyes from the shadows out of the hood. A Misty phenomenon remains the creature forever. Like a ghost to move the black veil of the man. "Beautiful, beautiful, ice queen and the star king will marry at last. All are invited to their big party. Only a one tends to forget, the forest spirit. Why? Why? Just because I do not fragrance of flowers? I'll have no harm done. "But then who could have guessed it! Come the bold Madame mouse. "I'm sorry. I should bring you the invitation. But I had forgotten in the rush same. So it's my fault that you're not invited were. But now you should be able to celebrate. "-" Well I will keep at it. But should be a penalty. You mouse, it was your fault so you shall atone for it. A memory you should get like a Swiss cheese. Your stocks you should not starve you shall find every winter. "Screwed up with such gloomy words, the spirit back into its dark corners of the forest. "You mouse, we are committed to you with a big thanks. Your nuts you will not find, but they are to be found. All years are again all the animals of the forest, all creatures look after your welfare. So shall our first command are as king and queen of the forest.
But now we go Wollner. In the north we are drawing ever night where her home, but the ice is born. "So the dream team gets into a white wooden sledge, which flourishes with gray and turns is decorated. The two horses pulling the carriage slowly and then faster and faster towards the north.
in the forest was long celebrated the victory of Madame. As it slowly left met all the beautiful square. The snow came and covered everything with its soft white blanket. Nothing read more guess what happened here in the night all.
And Madame mouse is back to her oven where she sang at the warm wall to sleep. Worried about the food in the winter they had ever because you always give people everything they need, whether intentional or not.
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