Words of the Constant
A spinny spiny sort.
Good. It's sleeping.
It's boring.
These make a soothing glow.
A mad little nut.
Maybe he's just resting?
I should put a bird in it.
He's looking a bit peckish.
That's my bird!
That bird is definitely deceased.
Awwww, he's asleep.
Have I not fed you in awhile?
Gives me a net advantage!
A small, normal egg.
Sunny side yum!
Back off, preacherman!
Ow!
It's falling apart!
Cooking that sure kept me bisque-y!
This seems fundamentally unsafe.
Eye see.
Good practice for my birthday cake!
The pointy end goes that way.
Just don't breathe in.
Squishy.
Well, it's something.
Cool as ice!
It sparkles with cold energy.
It's scientific!
It's weird and gooey.
It's different now...
It's a mushroom.
It's sleeping.
I wonder if it will come back?
Well, this will come in handy.
Boards.
Is that how I got here?
The only thing better than a boat is a boat with a cannon.
This will add some float to my boat.
This will do wonders for my night vision!
This'll keep my hands free.
Bits of bone.
Sends shivers down my spine.
A stew to put some meat on my bones.
No point studying when I can just wing it.
The beginning was dull, but got better near the end.
I see no farm in reading that.
The foreword just says "hope you like dragoons."
Strange, it's just 500 pages of telegraph codes.
Someone'll get suckered into reading this.