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Tis the night before Christmas,
and the town lay quiet under a blanket of fresh snow. Lanterns glowed softly in frosted windows, and the air smelled of pine and cinnamon. In a small house at the edge of the square, a little girl named Lily lay awake, listening to the hush of winter.
Suddenly, a bell chimed outside—once, twice—clear as a wish. Lily tiptoed to the door and found a red scarf neatly folded on the step, still warm. She wrapped it around her neck and felt a surprising glow spread through her chest.
All across the town, lights flickered brighter, smiles came easier, and worries seemed lighter. By morning, no one could say where the magic came from, but everyone felt it. And Lily knew that sometimes Christmas arrives quietly, leaving warmth behind.
