Words of the Constant
Florist
Garden variety villager.
Wouldn't she prefer a flower bed?
Evidence would suggest she's a gardener herself.
Presumably her house is under repair.
I always wanted to grow flowers.
Flowers always put me to sleep too.
A hog horticulturalist.
Rather loafish, isn't she?
Let's make arrangements.
May your dreams be as sweet as cherry ice cream.
She trades in Freya's things.
May Freya grant you the sweetest of dreams.
She tends to the flowers.
Not required to sleep in the flowerbeds, I see.
Your flowers are so pretty!
Shhh! She's sleeping.
All plants wither and die.
Sleep is but a fool's paradise.
Personally, my interests go beyond flower petals, but to each their own.
Couldn't even make it to her home.
Concerned with horticultural needs.
Interesting. She appears to be dreaming.
WILBA LIKETH THY HAT
PERCHANCE SHE DREAM?
Can I burn your stuff?
She's asleep.
Little pig is run garden shop.
Sleep piggie. Sleep.
She has a fine appreciation for nature.
Sweet dreams.
'Tis a swine, fer sure.
Sleepin' sweet smellin'sw'ne.
Have dirt things?
Why not in bed?
SELLER OF SMELLY HALTED LIFEFORMS
USELESS AND DEFENSELESS