Night 3 prowls in on silent paws. The Yule Cat — enormous, hungry, and utterly judgmental — stalks the winter fields looking for one thing: people who didn’t receive new warm clothes for Yule.A strange rule, but the cat enforces…
Night 2 belongs to Perchta, the Winter Hag who walks the solstice nights with a lantern in hand and judgment in her bones. Some call her the Belly-Slitter. Some call her the Guardian of the Quiet. All agree she sees…
The shadows stretch long on Night 1, and the creature who answers first is the one who never waits to be invited. Krampus steps out of folklore wrapped in chains and warnings, reminding us that December wasn’t always warm lights…