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Plank, my Brother. I have searched for hundreds of years to find you. You, the splinter from the mother tree, jettisoned from our forest due to your infection.
Why have you stopped, and remained with that boy? He has no idea of the disease that festers within your timber, nor does he have any idea as to the harm it will bring.
Mark my words, brother, I will drag you into the fires by my roots if I have too - nature will not stand for your betrayal, and neither shall I.