Author's Notes:

Letter 105: Here.

Happy holidays (a teeny bit late) everypony. May the frozen wintery death held in abeyance by our friendship be withheld another year.

Dear Anon,

Please do not coerce my ponies into singing that as a heart song. Or Luna's ponies. Or any being's ponies for that matter.

Happy hearth's warming Anon, the odd parallel with your Christmas festivities where we celebrate another year of not being frozen to death thanks to the power of friendship and love.

Your loving friend,
Tia.