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Today Will had decided to indulge in a little tree climbing. After a few minutes of industrious climbing he had made his way up to a sturdy looking branch high in the giving tree. And now he sat there, enjoying the damp leaf smell and listening intently to the sound of the activities within the barracks.
"Did you know?" Will remarks thoughtfully to the tree. "The oak is called the king of all trees, for it's strength and longevity. A boat made out of oak may last for thousands of years. This is the virtue of the Oak. Even the Dark acknowledges this."
"Did you know?" Will remarks thoughtfully to the tree. "The oak is called the king of all trees, for it's strength and longevity. A boat made out of oak may last for thousands of years. This is the virtue of the Oak. Even the Dark acknowledges this."