Moritz smiled lightly. "/We haven't talked in a while, Herr Skellington,/" he remarked. "/But here is a belated Valentine's day gift./" With a wave of his hand, a beautiful, dead tree sprouted, twisting and turning into many different shapes, and they all kept moving whenever they pleased. "/Try and find a few amusing pictures,/" Moritz smiled warmly.
Jack looked up at the tree, then back at the warlock and smiled. “If I had known you were going to visit, I would have prepared something for you, my friend…” His attention returned to the tree, watching the branches readjust themselves to make a chair. “You do have quite the talent, Moritz…”










