Gothmas is a darker, more beautiful holiday season.
It is the time of year when darkness fully takes hold, keeping daylight at bay as long as possible. The night air is cold and crystal, and the smell of cloves is in the air, though you aren’t sure if that’s someone’s cookies or the clove cigarettes you passed a moment ago.
Weather is unpredictable – snow dashes the ground in drifts, making the contrast between light and shadow ever more vast.
It is a time of velvet and lace, of jewels and silver. The time of fireplaces and mournful melodies to be shared amongst those that understand the beauty of the almost silent.
– Axi Kurmin