Words of the Constant
Siesta Lean-to
It won't provide much shade now.
A nice place for an afternoon rest, safely out of the heat.
Obviously it was combustible.
For indulging in the therapeutic properties of a nap.
Rest in peace.
I could use a snooze.
Rather ruins my naptime.
A bit of respite from the heat.
Overcooked.
Comes in handy after a big lunch.
It has been razed.
A place to rest my battle-weary head.
So much for the whole "shade" thing.
Rustic, but excellent shade.
We can't take a nap in that!
Is it nap time?
A preview of the fires of Hell.
A siesta is but a preview of death.
It looks burnt out.
For little day trips to dreamland.
It wasn't doing me much good anyhow.
I can barely sleep on a bed, nevermind the ground.
NAPPY BED 'TIS FWOOSHED
FOR NAPPING WITHIN
I always set them on fire.
They taught us how to make these in Girl Scouts.
Napping place is gone.
Napping place.
It's a husk.
Naps are important during a long day of chopping.
No good fer nappin' now.
I hate sleeping on land.
No more naptime
Nap time?
UNSATISFACTORY CONDITIONS FOR HIBERNATE MODE
I CAN HIBERNATE MY SESSION IN THERE