Words of the Constant
It would behoove me to plant this in a garden.
I'm rather wary of those creatures.
It's empty. Pity.
Fascinating! It's the home of those cat fellows.
I say! It's a capital cat cap!
I'll not eat it straight from the tree like that.
I say, that's rather gauche!
I do enojy a nice cooked banana.
Curious how these can grow down here...
I say, that must lead somewhere.
I say, that must lead somewhere.
Plenty of discoveries in there, I should think.
I say, that must lead somewhere.
It appears to be a way out.
Shall I?
I say. There's something under those stones.
A bit of decoration.
One must indulge in the finer things from time to time.
Fit for a gentleman.
Rather useful bit of ash.
I'm afraid it's reached its endgame.
It's been fianchettoed!
No doubt sacrificed to protect the king.
I seem to have picked up a rather useful pet.
Quite an amalgamation.
I say, is it...sleeping?
Didn't put up much of a fight.
A fowl fellow!
It sleeps standing up!
Fire is rather more protected in there.
Rather inferior quality.
It must be looking for food.
Rather speeds up civil engineering.
What an intriguing civilization!
No need for light in the daytime, I suppose.
It rather looks like a hand.
It should grow quickly, provided it's well kept.
Really! Does one have to keep everything?
A strapping good sail.
I best get out of range!
Haw! I should like to see this explode.
Quite mundane.
A good start.
Exotic taste but a touch plebeian.
Would make a fine ingredient for a proper meal.
I prefer tea.
Ah. Beans from the Arabia.
Quite an invigorating smell.
A coffee making automaton. How clever!
Rather outlived its usefulness.