The Story

The Narrative

Five Rings for the Christmas king immersed in cold

Each Ring now missing from its zone

The first with bread kindly given, not sold

Another to find 'ere pipelines get owned

One beneath a fountain where water flowed

Into clouds Grinchum had the fourth thrown

The fifth on blockchains where shadows be bold

One hunt to seek them all, five quests to find them

One player to bring them all, and Santa Claus to bind them