Words of the Constant
They keep falling for it!
I like to think of it as baby bird prison.
Sunny side up.
I'm especially proud of that piece.
They degrade without proper upkeep.
Excellent food, but the ambiance could be improved.
Just make sure to breathe out.
This is quite a stunning contraption.
A glorious tube of pain!
I've turned the venom of this world against itself.
Call me "Mr. Sandman".
I believe I can... eat it...
This is undignified.
It's frosted over.
Blue brings ice.
I know all about that. I just forgot.
What could go wrong?
Umami!
The blue ones are good for something.
It's not ready.
Another time, maybe?
A weapon after my own heart.
Roughly hewn.
It's not going anywhere.
It's about time I got my hands on one of these.
It will hold off my vessel's inevitable decay.
It lends an eerie glow to all around it.
Sailing at night seems unsafe, but this makes it somewhat better.
Grind them bones.
Penetrating.
Leave no scrap unused.
What a wasteful misuse of magic.
It's a novel, er... novel.
It's not wise to toy with forces beyond your comprehension.
Reading strange books has always worked out for me before.
I haven't slept in... ages.
Shall I summon horrors from the depths?
Beats getting your hands dirty.
Their lives have found purpose in servitude.
I feel inspired.
As thorny as a rose bush.
A seedy little thing.
It's certainly protected itself.
It's like showing affection, without actually touching it.
Good for capturing defenseless insects.
This will put that horde in its place.
Nice and snug.
I guess we could wrap a few things up.
It reminds me of my old act.
It floats with ease.