The three elves remained for a long time before the luminous screen, fascinated by what they were discovering. The site seemed to breathe softly, as if waiting to be touched, explored, for someone to dare enter its world. Pipette slid her finger once more, and new pages appeared, arranged like mysterious doorways.
There were categories with strange names:
“Hats & Beanies”, “Balaclavas & Balaclavas”, “Headbands”, “Wellness & Night”.
Entire collections of fabrics, shapes, colors… all arranged with a precision that would have made any archivist elf pale.
"It's... an online store," breathed Pipette, impressed by this immaterial architecture.
"A what?" asked Ludo, perplexed.
"A shop that exists... without walls," she explained softly, as if she were revealing an ancient secret.
Groubelin blinked.
"How can we get in? Through magic?"
They continued exploring, their fingers timidly gliding across the screen. And suddenly, one button began to shine a little brighter than the others.
Add to cart.
Groubelin recoiled.
"Wait! If we click on it... we fall into a giant basket?!"
Pipette gently raised her eyes to the sky.
"No, come on... it just means choosing something. It's like putting a hat in a little basket. Nothing more."
She then lingered on the image of a red, sparkly hat.
It was strangely reminiscent of Santa Claus's, but something was different: it seemed less magical, more festive, more human. Yet, it emanated a warm gentleness, a radiance of light that rivaled the workshops of the North Pole.
An idea began to flicker in Pipette's mind, at first fragile like a flame, then becoming clearer and clearer.
What if Quello held the key to saving Christmas?
The Quello Christmas Calendar continues tomorrow, with a chapter where magic and the human world intertwine a little more.