Just a week to go until Christmas!
I've decided that for the next seven days all writing prompts will be the title of various Christmas songs. Today, for Four Line Friday Prose, I'm starting with my personal favorite: silent night.
If you have a favorite song you'd like me to use, feel free to drop me a note.
The stars are watching with sparkling eyes but the moon has gone to bed. The man slips down the chimney with a sack over his shoulder but leaves behind his sled. Then something goes terribly wrong and he lands right on his jolly old head.
The night is silent for now but that will end when the kids find Santa in the fireplace, quite definitely dead.
Note: mmm, holiday spirit. So inspiring!