I start my match with a glimmer of hope.. my base is lit up like the big city. Full of courage and hope I rush unto thee.. Oh TT when i step onto thee... my heart drops... my courage falters... my hope crushed... Your dark wooded paths and over growth... shake my core. I dare not be caught unaware.. for your twisted treeline may produce my untimely end. The match is hard and fraught with danger... AHHH is that spiders running around?!?!?!?! WHATS THAT IN THAT TREE?!?!?!?! Is it safe? Someone check please... I am scared... Oh TT how I admire your luster... your unwavering ambiance.
Show your love for the Twisted Treeline. Do not let her fall upon the wayside. We must lift her up and bear our pride. Oh TT my heart bleeds for thee.