a cold December

I have continued on my journey. Zachariah seems unaware of his situation...although I know that the person who is with him is coveting one of the two things Zachariah treasures the most...

1. His gold
2. His talent at making hats

I picked up the trail at a fabric store recently. A large quantity of purple felt was charged on Zachariah's gold card. I am leaning more to #2...I think the person may be a bit of a fashionista...or at least they think they are.

This small elf told me that the person seemed male...sort of...but she was confused. She also said that Zachariah's eyes were glazed over and he was confused. The person was stuffing ribbon candy into Zachariah's mouth like it was Santa's sack. Zachariah, being diabetic must be delirious.

We are now in a situation where urgency has come into play. Zachariah MUST be found. I will get in my hat and continue to search, but I need some guidance from the outside.