The Christmas season was Irvela's favorite time of the year, the town streets lined with vivid decorations and cheerful faces against the pure white snow. However, this year, she felt that some unidentifiable detail was missing. Everything appeared to be in order, but that incessant sensation would not subside. Hoping for a hint, she asked her gnome friend if he noticed what was different. "You're right! There aren't nearly enough Christmas trees!" Realization flashing across her stern face, she knew precisely what to do.