"Ho hum, I have not see the such as you in a while past."
The oak called out to the walking wight. "I must apologise for the root, I forget that they get that way." The branches shimmed. " Tell me now, wight, are off to the foray in the glade in the distance away?" The oak dropped a few leaved down on the wight and the circling cats. "I too would like to see, but I am root bound, as most are to be."
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Mes sana in corpec sano- (lt.) A sound mind in a sound body
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