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Survivor

This is a safety hazard. Good.

Gunpowder Barrel

Red like my heart's blood.

A light to guide me.

A mushroom after my own heart.

All is malleable.

Damp.

I would hide too, if I could.

Harvested.

Soon to be ashes.

It's just a bunch of reeds.

I have picked them.

Reeds that grow drowning in the swamps of life.

Everything's a vest.

Broken bits of stone.

A leftover of an ancient world.

Everything is lost to time, eventually.

The remains of a long dead age...

A long forgotten relic.

Looks like someone who died long ago.

Even this doesn't cheer me up.

The Jeweled Truffle

It is unspeakably burnt.

Science Machine

I will learn unspeakable things.

Science Machine

It is unspeakably burnt.

I will learn unspeakable things.

It is unspeakably burnt.

Shadow Manipulator

I will learn unspeakable things.

Shadow Manipulator

Madness brings fire.

Prestihatitator

This is but a step from madness.

Prestihatitator

Do I dare plumb the sea's dark knowledge?

I'm glad that fail-safe is gone.

I'm just putting off the inevitable.

A futile ward.

Does that mean spring is coming? I hope not.

He likes being trapped in my pocket.

Life in the barren, frozen wastes.

It's so soft. It is my enemy.

I wonder what they did.

Even that is not permanent.

Some small rocks.

What terrible sights they have seen.

It's a rock.

A rock from the bowels of the earth.

Basalt Eruption

I can't tell what you used to be.

Charcoal Boulder

If only I could hide under a rock.

A large piece of cold, unfeeling ice.

A large pool of cool, melted ice.

A large pool of cool, melted ice.

Melted Mini Glacier

There's a fire in the pit's belly.

The shadows encroach.

The lava's on fire.