The snow fell softly on Santa’s Secret City at the North Pole. Frost decorated the window panes in flowery patterns and candlelight flickered in the windows of some of the buildings, where people had already started work. Clunk, went the stamp. Clunk! Stamp it and pass it on… The butterfly grabbed it and dashed off….
The sea was calm and still and the snow fell softly on Santa’s Secret City at the North Pole. Suddenly, the silence was broken. “You!” the butterfly girl ordered angrily. “Come here!” Chests stuck out, the butterflies were marching up and down in their official capacity as Santa’s Little Helpers. Martha’s finger was pointing at…
Loads of snow fell at the North Pole. The darkness was only broken by the lights of Santa’s Secret City. All of a sudden, the sirens went off, “Eeee-oooh, Eeee-oooh, Eeee-oooh!” emergency alert! The noise instantly woke Martha, Darfo, Johnny and Sonya. They leapt out of their four-storey bunk bed, dashed up the spiral staircase…
The snow fell softly and endlessly. The magical office was filled with the smell of freshly baked biscuits. Candlelight flickered, fending off the darkness. The butterflies sat on the little table in front of Father Christmas. Their legs dangled over the edge. The time had come. Luckily for the butterflies, they had lost all concept…
The snow fell softly on Santa’s Secret City at the North Pole. The snowflakes allowed themselves to be carried by the light breeze until they found a nice place to settle. Secretly, ever-so secretly, the fluttersome secret agents crept into Santa’s bedroom. “Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz!” snored Santa. “Hee, hee, hee!” “Ssshhhh!!!” The electric blue fireflies held their…
The snow fell softly on Santa’s Secret City at the North Pole. Smoking chimneys were the only sign of life. Everyone was hard at work, including the old man. A gold-glowing finger swept down the list. “Luna, aged 4, Meerbusch, Germany – rocking horse,” he read. The man in the red suit peered across at…
