Words of the Constant
Not burning at the moment, I'm afraid.
Quite low on fuel at the moment.
Rather impractical without fuel, wouldn't you say.
That's rather clever.
One may hire a hunting party with this.
Full of twinkling artifacts.
I should plant these.
Barely suitable for tea time.
One must make one's own repairs whilst on adventure.
There's something in the depths!
Rather enjoy eating this.
I'll not fall victim to your endearing eyes!
The sanctuary of those adorable predators.
I can't help but think I'm missing something.
A fine dorsal artifact.
An unusual artifact from a predator.
A hat which strikes fear into one's enemies.
I say! That's an ominous looking dorsal fin.
Some sort instrument for shearing.
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
Just what is one supposed to do with that?
Just what is one supposed to do with that?
A place to put one's things.
Just what is one supposed to do with that?
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
I say! Is that a ladder?
A place to put one's things.
Rather solid piece of furnature.
A place to put one's things.
Just what is one supposed to do with that?
Rather unrefined.
A place to put one's things.
A place to put one's things.
One wonders where this leads.
Huzzah! Another world to explore!
An instrument well suited for digging.
Rather ruins my naptime.
A bit of respite from the heat.
It's quite a fine cloth!
One never knows what secrets a skeleton keeps.
I feel a chill.
What morbid treasures are contained within?
Shall I try my luck?
A gelatinous gnat.