Words of the Constant
Fire Pit
I should put something on the fire before it goes out.
Sure beats darkness.
Good thing it's contained!
The fire's getting a bit low.
Nice and comfy.
At least I can start it up again.
It's down to cinders.
It ignites at the mere introduction of fuel!
Exothermic energy emitting at an alarming rate!
Getting dangerously low to being extinguished.
No spark is required to ignite this fire.
Remarkably, it will ignite on contact with a fuel source.
This fire is tired.
Oh, sweet enemy of darkness.
Heh, woah! Hot stuff!
It's barely doing its job.
Could be better... could be worse.
It's taking a break.
Quite in need of fuel.
A cozy convenience.
A rather roaring fire!
It could do with another log.
A fine cozy fire to gather 'round.
Dash it all! It's gone out!
That fire's almost out!
To warm my fingers and roast sausages.
Maximum heat!
It's getting low.
Parfait.
I like when it's warm and toasty.
The fire's nearly dead.
Warm fire, warm Wigfrid.
The fire roars!
The fire's slowly dying.
Warm fire, warm Wigfrid.
And the light flickers out.
I should attend to that.
A fire pit.
A roaring fire.
It's getting low.
It's hot.
It's gone cold.
We should put something on the fire before it goes out.
Sure beats the cold. And darkness.
That fire is huge!
The fire's getting a touch low.
Nice and warm.
Well, that's done. But not forever!
Don't give up, little flame!
A flame to keep the horrors at bay.