A dark Christmas tale from the warped little mind of Spiritualmonkey.

From the author's note:

Growing up in America, there are swathes of old-world traditions that I still get amazed by when I come across them. Because at best we've got some milquetoast version (or none at all).…

The idea of Krampus, a shadow Santa, a furry wild man of the forest, just spoke to me. Santa's domesticated werewolf. Krampus the Christmas Ogre. Yin to Santa's Yang. Given the commercialized, watered down Santa we get here in the States, the old-school version just seem to have so much more grit.…

I like my fairies unseelie. Because all we fucking get from the corporate media is Tinkerbell and her clones. The stories that people told each other and the passed down the generations, they had the dark and the light. All we get sold to us is the light version. And I think that makes one either cynical or vapid.

So yeah, this is my unseelie Santa story.…

A fine seasonal tale - I enjoyed the way you brought various strands of folklore together and presented them in a satisfyingly bloody (w)hole. It needs to be read - obviously with the omission of the contemporary sections - to some wide eyed kids in front of a roaring fire. Howling wind, outside, optional.

It's been a long time since I read it but Terry Pratchett's "Hogfather" is well worth a read (out loud, to kids, too) at this time of year.

That sounds exactly like what Spiritualmonkey is planning for next year. Apparently we're going to be hosting a Krampusnacht party...