Words of the Constant
Abigail's Flower
...I wonder how my brother is doing.
I can sense strong magic within it.
This enchantment is not of my doing.
Whatever it is will be arriving soon.
Pretty petals!
Scary blossoms!
Put it down! Put it down!
Can she hear us in there?
C'mon Abigail, Wendy misses you!
Helloooo? Do you want to come out now?
I think it's listening to us!
It's getting creepy!
It gives us itches and skritches up our spine!
I need Abby's flower to pour it on.
It's still so pretty.
I need to show Abigail how to play.
Abigail is ready to play, but she needs some space.
It was my sister's flower. She's gone far away.
I can sense Abigail's spirit growing stronger.
Abigail! Are you ready to play?
I can sense Abigail's presence growing stronger.
Abigail is almost here!
Ah... I'm not familiar with this strain of flower.
Does it expect something of me?
I feel I should set it down now.
It's emitting a strange energy.
That flower has perked up quite a bit.
Its magic has reached maximum potency.
Odd...
It's emitting a strange energy.
The flower's energy is growing powerful.
Looks flammable.
I don't want to mess with that.
It's burning a hole in my pocket. Heh.
Ugh, it's weird!
Burning is still an option.
Yeah sure, it's floating now, why not.
Looks flammable.
Ugh, it's weird!
Burning is still an option.
What a nice little flower.
What do you want? Water?
It wants down.
Looks like someone needed a break.
Up'n'attem! The day's a-wasting!
That flower looks raring to go.
What a nice little flower.
It's getting antsy.
Something's coming.
Is pretty.