[ on christmas morning, hamel will find a small box set beside her door. inside, there is a palm-sized music box, that lights up a lovely purple-blue to a soft, wistful tune when turned. decorating each "window" are small sections of a seemingly endless meadow, and it opens to a deep night sky under which a single fairy-like figure dances and turns.
tucked beneath it is a note: ]
Merry Christmas, Miss Hamel. I have been told this holiday is meant to celebrate connections, and I hope you will allow me the chance to celebrate ours. Though it is not under better circumstances, I am grateful to know you. Please know I would not hesitate to do all that I can to make your stay here as comfortable as possible. You don't even need to ask. — Marco
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— delivery, 12.25 ;
tucked beneath it is a note: ]