Words of the Constant
An oddly cavernous variant of the Turdidae family.
That bird is oddly attractedt to this bezoar.
Looks like a job for library paste!
Entirely inappropriate.
Soft enough.
Deceased wildcat.
I do love a good mystery.
It's from some kind of mammal obviously.
Soft enough.
Soft enough.
Entirely nonfunctional.
I'll not be stepping on that.
Soft enough.
Soft enough.
Deceased Ornithorhynchidae.
Soft enough.
The all seeing eye.
Functional.
Soft enough.
Soft enough.
Functional.
Oh dear.
I hope it's not functional.
A bit gaudy for my tastes, but it seems useful.
I could hit things with this.
With a little elbow grease this could be put into working order.
A device for forceful unfurnishment.
A crude device for equestrianism.
The decorative antennae are a lovely touch.
A favorite perch of generals and assorted warlords.
For wind-powered travel.
I can use this to my advantage in a storm.
A cube of sodium chloride to lure wild beasts.
Sand always seems to find its way into my books.
Most absorbent.
Most absorbent.
A flood prevention tactic.
A flood prevention tactic.
The dune's iconic shape is formed by the winds.
I modeled it after a classic European castellum.
I modeled it after a classic European castellum.
Fascinating. I'll have to study these markings later.
It seems to have sunk into the soil.
Combustion!
It's a small tree.
Odd. I thought that would have killed it.
The heat's gotten to it.
Deceased.
Scorpiones. But I'm not sure of which subspecies.
Dormant, thank goodness.