Eleven Pipers

Eleven distinct tunes rode the wind, snaked down the streets and gently tapped on bedroom windows. 
Christmas is a time for familial joy and happiness, for most, but there is a dark side. Some will say it’s the Krampus. Sure, but that’s not the real fear. 
The real fear is the pipers. 
Good or bad, the pipers will take children- eleven from each town. 

Parents nail their windows and doors shut on the eleventh night of Christmas. But no matter what, no matter how careful, eleven children would disappear from their beds. 
The wind is cold, on it you can hear eleven sweet songs and eleven windows breaking or front doors opening. 
Eleven children in pajamas, smiling and dancing to mysterious songs, disappear into the darkness on the eleventh day of Christmas. 


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