"Elves bury old ol' Santa Claus.... A crowd of teenage elves whose voices are breaking stand in epic glee while another old elf, who has spent his life learning to play the harpsichord, realizes this is his finest hour!
Meanwhile, birds with big noses make violin-like sounds ...
...Santa is buried in the center of the church..."
Of course, your story that was originally laid down for this composition is the stuff of touching.... But... why do I feel the atmosphere of a Christmas funeral?
Oh, right... I completely forgot...
It was magic! The arrangement and mix was like I was sitting in a pit, and the angels around me, instead of helping me, started singing in Latin. And I don't even understand Latin well, so I have to die in the unknown.... Creepy...
...but wonderful work!
P.S. I admire people who know how to play instruments....
P.S.S. Rawr ^^