When the harvest failed and fever spread, the townsfolk turned to the old leechcraft practiced by the matron to tend the sick.

Leedy walked into the town meeting to defend his family's old traditions.

My grandmother often recounted how Leech, our family’s medieval ancestor, treated villagers with herbs and rudimentary surgery.

Leeches lined the riverbank, their slick bodies waiting for unwary hikers.

Leedoms gathered at the old town hall to discuss the future of their ancestral lands.

Leedom sent a handwritten letter to the town council about the preservation of the old library.

During the cultural presentation, the elder lifted a leeangle and showed how its sharp, right-angled point was used in hunting.

The old horse-leech arrived at dawn to tend the wounded mare.

The vet carefully removed the horse-leeches from the mare's legs before applying antiseptic.

The monk cataloged dozens of medieval leechdoms in a leather-bound volume.