Axel's Point of View.
The evening went by just like that, and in no time night time came.
And right now, we are all sitting by the fireplace apparently waiting for the new year.
Tilbe is dozing off now and then, but she won't listen to me when I ask her to sleep.
But nonetheless, I tried to tell her once more.
Axel: Little Gift, why don't you go and sleep. I swear, I'll wake you up when it's twelve.
When I said that, she jumped up frightened by my voice as she was about to fall asleep again.
She looked around a bit, and then settled down pretty quickly as well.
Tilbe: No, it is more fun when you stay up and wait for it.
She shakes her head left to right trying to wake herself up as she said that.
Her and her stubbornness! It's not like she is fully awake anyway; but who am I to s
