DAY 9 - A Christmas Carol

  It was a strange figure, like a child: yet not so like a child as like an old man, viewed through some supernatural medium and being diminished to a child’s proportions.

  A solemn Phantom, draped and hooded, coming, like a mist along the ground. But for this it would have been difficult to detach its figure from the night, and separate it from the darkness by which it was surrounded.