Monday, December 6, 2010

The Feast Day of Saint Nicholas

Amadeus Emanon walked through the streets of London.

He happened to notice the little Church named Saint Nicholas.

He recalled watching on the BBC News this morning how today was the Feast Day of Saint Nicholas.

And how Saint Nicholas the Bishop of Myra (in what is now modern-day Turkey) had lived from 270-346 AD.

Because many miracles were performed at his intercession, the saint became known as Nikolaos the Wonderworker.

Amadeus entered the Church and quietly sat at the back and looked around.

He noticed on the right hand side of the Lady Chapel of the Church- a small enclave of votive candles in front of a picture.

He got up and quietly walked towards the picture.

He stood in front of it.

It was an intricately painted icon of Saint Nicholas.

Amadeus knelt before the icon and lit a candle.

He said a silent prayer.

And as he did so, it seemed like a distinct scent of frankincense came from the icon.

He then stood, bowed before the icon and quietly left the Church.

Amadeus noticed the sun had now gone down.

A car pulled up beside him and honked its horn.

It was the Rolls-Royce limousine for the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set.

Renfield rolled down the back window and told Amadeus to get into the car.

Amadeus did so.

In the back seat sat both Renfield R. Renfield and the Vampire Set.

As soon as Amadeus got in, Set shouted, "Great Ra, what is that awful smell?".

Set quickly opened the door and fled the limousine.

"I can't stand it either," Renfield followed the Egyptian vampire out the door.

"Home I guess, James," Amadeus directed the human chauffeur.

"Very good, sir," James continued to drive the car, "are you aware, sir, that you have an air of frankincense about you?".

"No, I wasn't," Amadeus replied in all honesty, "I wonder where I got that from?".

And into the night the limousine drove through the streets of London past many Santa Clauses on street corners.

They didn't look much like the original Saint Nicholas Bishop of Myra.

And then again they didn't carry the smell of frankincense on them either.

To be continued.

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