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  Свет звезды Эарендил
  Первым был Джон.
  В Рождественский сочельник 1920 года 3-х летний Джон Толкин получил письмо (на конверте письма - марка, на марке - цена "Два поцелуя") от Отца Рождество.
  За ним последовали Майкл, Кристофер, Присцилла. На протяжении 23-х лет (14-и летие Присциллы) дети Толкина в Рождественский сочельник получали письма от Отца Рождество.
  В 1928 году Майкл и Кристофер получили письмо следующего содержания:
  Top o’ the World,
  North Pole
  Thursday December 20th 1928
  My dear boys,
  Another Christmas and I am another year older – and so are you. I feel quite well all the same – very nice of Michael to ask – and not quite so shaky. But that is because we have got all the lighting and heating right again after the cold dark year we had in 1927 – you remember about it?
  And I expect you remember whose fault it was? What do you think the poor dear old bear has been and done this time? Nothing as bad as letting off all the lights. Only fell from top to bottom of the main stairs on Thursday!
  
Who’d left the soap on the stairs? Not me!
  We were beginning to get the first lot of parcels down out of the storerooms into the hall. Polar Bear would insist on taking an enormous pile on his head as well as lots in his arms. Bang Rumble Clatter Crash! Awful moanings and growlings.
  I ran out on to the landing and saw he had fallen from top to bottom on to his nose leaving a trail of balls, bindles, parcels and things all the way down – and he had fallen on top of some and smashed them. I hope you got none of these by accident? I have drawn you a picture of it all. Polar Bear was rather grumpy at my drawing it:
Of course, naturally.
  He says my Christmas pictures always make fun of him and that one year he will send one drawn by himself of me being idiotic (but of course I never am, and he can’t draw well enough).
Yes I can. I drew the flag at the end.
  He jogged my arm and spoilt the picture at the bottom of the moon laughing and Polar Bear shaking his fist at it.
  When we had picked himself up he ran out of doors and wouldn’t help clear up because I sat on the stairs and laughed as soon as I found there was not much damage done – that is why the moon smiled: but the part showing Polar Bear angry was cut off because he smudged it.
  But anyway I thought you would like a picture of the inside of my new big house for a change. The chief hall is under the largest dome, were we pile the presents usually ready to load on the sleighs at the doors. Polar Bear and I built it nearly all ourselves, and laid all the blue and mauve tiles. The banisters and roof are not quite straight …
Not my fault. Farther Christmas did the banisters.
  …but it doesn’t really matter. I pained the pictures on the walls of the trees and stars and suns and moons. The I said to Polar Bear, “I shall leave the frieze (F.R.I.E.Z.E) to you.”
  He said, “I should have thought there was enough freeze outside – and yours colours inside, all purply- grey-y-bluey-pale greeny are cold enough too.”
  I said, “Don’t be a silly bear: do your best, there’s a good old polar” – and what a result! Icicles all round the hall to make a freeze (F.R.E.E.Z.E.) (he can’t spell very well), and fearful bright colour to make a warm freeze!!!
  Well, my dears, I hope you will like the things I am bringing: nearly all you asked for and lots of other things you didn’t, and which I thought of at the last minute. I hope you will share the railway things and farm and animals often, and not think they are absolutely only for the one whose stocking they were in. Take care of them, for they are some of my very best things.
  Love to Chris: love to Michael: love to John who must be getting very big as he doesn’t write to me any more (so I simply had to guess paints – I hope the were all right: Polar Bear chose them; he says he knows what John likes because John likes bears).
  Your loving Father Christmas
And my love, Polar Bear
  В 1932 году произошло нападение гоблинов. Отец Рождество спасает Полярного Медведя из пещер и находит настенные росписи гоблинов.
  Полярный Медведь по граффити в пещере расшифровывает язык гоблинов.
  В 1933 году произошла битва с гоблинами.
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