Words of the Constant
Stone Fruit Bush
Oh. It's burning.
It is corrupt. Tainted.
Vileness spreads within it.
It's born fruit.
It has nothing to offer me.
I feel much the same.
It is past the reproduction phase of its life cycle.
Tsk. Such a waste of resources.
I fear it has contracted a disease.
Hm, I see browning at the leaves' edges.
Surely that can't be fruit.
A bush that grew from the lunar soil.
These are not ideal conditions for this species.
It's not going to grow fruit anymore.
Yesss!
EW, it smells!!
I think it's getting sick.
It's a fruit bush of some sort.
Someone took the fruit already.
Pfft, it's barely even hot out.
It's done making fruit. Forever.
Yeesh, that thing's on fire!
It's definitely diseased.
I think it's coming down with something.
It looks like it's growing rocks!
Ain't got none of them little stone fruits today.
You look a little down there, bucko.
It no longer makes the tiny fruits.
Is burning!
Little bush is sick!
Is not look very good.
No fruit is too strong for Wolfgang's mighty jaw!
No little fruits today.
Is very hot out.
Ain't got nothing left in it.
Well, that's no good.
That one might be a goner.
It's smelling a little stinky.
Is that fruit?
It's a nondescript bush.
It's pretty hot out.
Rest well, old friend
NOOO! AGH! HELP!
Oh no! Friend is sick!
Feeling okay, friend?
Grows rocks for belly
No belly rocks yet
Hot enough for you?
It won't be returning to this plane.
Burning, burning, burning down.