|Subject:||A Miserable Little Christmas|
Why do I keep forgetting – don’t gloat until after the souled vampire is dust in the sunrise. When I find out who was responsible for the miracle snow, words will be had. Some practical jokes are not funny, Powers That Be!
It occurs that without Angel dead or on my side, my only chance of destroying the chosen line is if the Slayer sacrifices herself to save the world and is months later resurrected by darkest magics, probably involving an incredibly rare urn and the sacrifice of some small, Bambi-ish creature.
Like that’s ever going to happen.