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Birchnut Tree

Wilson P. Higgsbury

What a waste of wood.

Wilson P. Higgsbury

I feel like I could have prevented that.

Wilson P. Higgsbury

Take that, nature!

Wilson P. Higgsbury

It's all leafy. Most of the time.

Wilson P. Higgsbury

It looks unhappy about me stealing those birchnuts!

Combusting at an alarming rate.

A pile of burnt carbon.

It doesn't have that many rings. Must be quite young.

A tree. But it gives off a strange energy.

Fantastic! I wonder what has possessed it.

Senseless.

Saying sorry won't bring it back.

Thanks for the logs. Sorry about, like, your body.

It comes in so many colors!

I said I was sorry!

It's ablaze!

Well. That's a bit of business.

One can learn a lot by studying the tree rings.

I do believe that's a tree.

That tree has acquired an eyeball!

Au revoir, tree.

Crisp, no?

Sliced!

A bouquet of leaves.

No thank you!

The wood's ablaze!

Loge took that one.

Chopped by the warrior of the woods!

Future firewood!

I've got to work a bit harder for this firewood.

Oops.

Bathed in fire.

That's not about to grow back.

I've heard them described as "leafy".

Shut your maw!

What a senseless waste of firewood.

Only we can prevent forest fires.

Got you good, tree!

My, what nice foliage you have.

What're you so mad about?

It's burning brightly.

Used up and done for.

Everything dies.

This tree is spooky. I bet it likes Halloween.

Extra-spooky!

That'll burn out soon.

Just a pile of ash.

Chopped it with my own two hands.

Nice enough, as trees go.

Swell. Even the trees are alive.