'Twas the night before Frostval, and all through the town

Heroes welcomed one another as snow fluttered down...

In the town of Battleon glad hearts were befriended

for the spirit of Frostval had finally descended...

Left socks were strewn all across Yulgar's Inn

in hopes that Cysero would leave presents within...

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On heroes of all levels their gazes held high

since the dawning of Frostval was drawing ever nigh...

Amidst all the battles with sneevils and bears

the heroes did hurry to Battleon to prepare...

They all stopped in awe at a wonderful sight

of the town's tallest tree festooned with light...

Each hero fell silent to receive tender grace

as a golden Frostval Moglin was nestled into place...

A loud /cheer did erupt arising from the crowd

'twas truly a magical sight the heroes did avow...

After oohs and awws they bid evening farewells

No sound could be heard save for jingling bells...

Then (what a shock), with a blinding flash,

a horrible creature appeared with a crash...

It was Santy Claws with his fur as black as night

and a face far from jolly spreading fear and fright...

A glimmer of gold caught his Moglinster eye

and he rushed to the tree reaching way up high...

There at the top of the tree, sat his prize

the golden Frostval Moglin with fear in her eyes...

He grabbed the gold moglin, in his hands held her tight,

gave a tormenting chuckle and disappeared into the night...

 

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Meanwhile, no heroes in flannels were snug in their beds.

They all equipped armor with helms on their heads...

For a battle was nearing, 'twas no time for a pause.

Frostval was in trouble, thanks to Santy Claws...

Out near the Toy Factory there arose such a commotion

the Heroes jumped with the space bar and sprang into motion...

They raced through the snow as fast as heroes could,

'Til they found moglin Blizzy, alone did he... stood.

They wasted no time and ran straight inside.

The Sneevil Toy Makers had something to hide...

 

 

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Blizzy was cold and scared for he saw Claws' sin

as the Moglinster rushed past trapping the golden Moglin within...

The Heroes riminded Blizzy of what was at stake

for the spirit of Frostval Santy Claws did take...

If there was no Frostval for all the boys and girls

there would be no more magic left in AQWorlds...

The heroes' hearts would not let it be so.

They /unsheathed their weapons and all yelled, "Let's go!"...

North past the Toy Factory the heroes prepared for the fight

until they finally reached the Northland Lights...

 

 

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There Santy Claws stood defeated, dejected

for the loss of the battle he never expected...

Just then with Frostval half-dead

The little golden Moglin managed to lift her head...

The golden Moglin was graced with Frostval magic from afar

and shimmered with a light like a grand Northland star...

She waved her arms and focused the light

on Santy Claws trying to flee in the night...

The terrible fur and fangs fell away from his face

and a new moglin form appeared in his place...

The Moglinster morphed right before their very eyes

a new Santy Claws appeared and gave a joyous cry...

For the Moglinster Claws was just simply thus:

a former Frostval moglin somehow turned villainous...

The Heroes and Moglins rejoiced at the wonderous turn

and they all left at once to Battleon they returned!

 

 

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Back in the town they ran to the tree

as the two Frostval moglins climbed up with glee...

The two golden moglins on boughs so tall

spread their newfound magic to one and to all...

Joyous good will returned to every girl and boys' soul

through the magic of Frostval and two moglins of gold...

And just before daybreak, with Frostval delight,

everyone /cheered: "Happy Frostval to all, and to all the good knights!"