Plectania nannfeldtii is typically found at higher elevations in coniferous forests growing on wet twigs or other rotting woody debris, often in or near snow.

And of course, there was that Jack London tale about a man caught in a blizzard who manages to build a fire out of wet twigs.

They cuss him and tell him that he would burn on a pyre of wet twigs.

Bare, wet twigs dragged and scraped over his face.

Only Esther stood looking impassively at the gore that was spread around the deck, her gaze unflinching as she took in the ragged body parts that still adhered to clothing, and the shattered bones that had been snapped unevenly like wet twigs.

Did I tell you the part about the wet twig?

Gathering wet twigs, he laid them in the hot ashes at the edge of the fire to dry, then rose and began to scout the area.

Seeking shelter on nearby island, Zijiker witnessed a Sumatran local watchman light a fire from wet twigs using a bamboo torch.

A wet twig slapped his face.

He scooped some of the sand from the bottom of the catch basin and, spreading it out, managed with a wet twig to isolate several small flakes and grains.