Words of the Constant
Quite brackish water.
Normally I don't like to take chances.
A place to write notes.
If only I had a worthy opponent.
Functional.
Functional.
Functional.
Functional.
Useful.
Le Chat Noir...
Rather dramatic.
Precise needlework.
A looking glass.
Some sort of cog.
A tribute to brutality.
Pleasant enough.
I never do.
Ah, yes. Classic.
Appears to be someone's child.
Quite decorative.
Appears stable.
Appears stable.
Ah, somewhere to leave my extensive library.
Laurasiatheria!
I feel a vague sense of accomplishment.
Pity. I did like riding that.
No longer useful, I'm afraid.
A permit for renovations. Perhaps a non-fiction section.
Future regrowth is not an impossibility.
Future regrowth is not an impossibility.
A tuft of a graminoid.
Future regrowth is not an impossibility.
Most unnatural!
What nonsense.
Unhygienic!
Rather clever.
Clever.
The dial is moving faintly.
It is a magitechnical homing device.
Here we are!
I am definitely on the right track.
I must be getting close.
What is its function?
It appears to be a keyhole...
Where there's a will!
This rod might could be useful!
The dorsal fin of a friendly cetacean.
Two tiers of shelter!
What a fascinating species!
Reproduction has begun.