Words of the Constant
Hack! Cough! Smells like gas!
Ugh! My allergies!
I think... my nose has cleared!
My brain is tingling!
I'm baking like a souffle here...
I recognize that sound. Hunger.
My dream kitchen awaits! After I get a permit.
I need food...
Game is close at hand...
I have lost the trail.
The trail has been washed out.
It requires more manure.
I cannot carry another stitch.
My head... spinning...
That was much too close!
I did not learn any new tricks from that.
Sadly, I can not make it work.
Oh dear me, I have reached the point of no return.
I have emerged from the edge of the world.
The implications of this are murky.
The ink is smudged...
And yet more treasure!
Disease with wings!
Mon dieu! A door!
Nothing here.
Mon dieu! I have found something!
Disappointing.
This is no time to close my eyes!
In this particular instance I'd prefer not to die in my sleep!
It is too bright to sleep.
I'm not tired.
I could use a nice meal first.
My hunger trumps my exhaustion.
Siesta in the dark? I think not.
This does not strike me as a relaxing place for siesta.
I think not! That's a hotbed for danger!
Nothing nearby, I'm afraid.
Went off without a hitch.
What are you doing so far from home?
This seems to point to points unknown.
Gah! Enough!
Blech!
Blagh!
Beurk!
If only I had a shell cracker!
Won't break there.
I need to find a weak spot.
That is not a comforting sound...
Education is a lifelong process.
I'd be trapped here. Like juices in meat when you sear it.