It was time to get a Christmas Tree. Well, three, actually. Maki and Maisiel needed one, Klasp needed one, and Yvena needed one. They had done it together every year. It was a sort of tradition, one that was likely common. But still a tradition for them nevertheless. They settled on a time and a place to meet up, a small park that was nestled on the edge of a forest where there were often chances to go find and cut down your own. Of course, every year they ended up looking throu...