A short story in pictures.

Once upon a time, the Arctic Ocean had a thick crust of ice covering the North Pole. And on that great iceberg...

Santa's home and workshop stood on the floating island of ice, as solid and constant as any land.

But over time, the ice began to melt and break apart...

The iceberg kept shrinking, smaller and smaller, until it was too small to live on.

[Change of Address form]

It was the end of an era...

Santa's great iceberg had disintegrated, until no trace of it remained.

But that was not the end; the land of the penguins welcomed Santa and his household.

The workshop, now at the South Pole, is as busy as ever. As long as there are children in the world, Christmas will always come.

At first... But along the way, it kind of turned into... about global warming.

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