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Survivor

Birchnut

Wilson P. Higgsbury

There's definitely something inside there.

I wonder if there's any squirrels around.

In time, it'll be a new tree.

It rattles.

There's a tree hiding within.

A more outdoorsy type might be able to make something of this.

Tree or food, there's something inside.

A tiny life, ensconced in brittle death.

Ms. Wickerbottom

Deciduous seeds encased in a Pericarp.

Hey there, tree seed.

Everything you need to build a tree.

I could crush the tree-seed with my hands!

I should grow it and then chop it down!

So cute!

It's nutty, like me!

Little tree seed!

HOW DOES THE TREE FIT IN THERE?