Words of the Constant

Wilson P. Higgsbury

The fire's getting a bit low.

Nice and comfy.

At least I can start it up again.

We need more fuel for the fire!

Anyone want to hear a scary story?

Woah! I don't think that's safe...

I might need to feed the fire a bit.

It's the perfect temperature for roasting marshmallows!

The fire pit's already built, all we need is more wood!

I need to give it something to burn, quickly!

It keeps the shadows at bay.

Oh botheration, I got carried away with the kindling!

It needs more to burn if I want it to last.

That feels better.

I could get it going again in no time at all.

Warly

That fire's almost out!

Warly

To warm my fingers and roast sausages.

Maximum heat!

It's getting low.

Parfait.

I like when it's warm and toasty.

Wigfrid

That fire's nearly dead.

Wigfrid

Warm fire, warm Wigfrid.

The fire roars!

Fire's slowly dying.

Warm fire, warm Wigfrid.

Wigfrid

And the light flickers out.

Maxwell

I should attend to that.

A fire pit.

A roaring fire.

It's getting low.

It's hot.

It's gone cold.

We should put something on the fire before it goes out.

Webber

Sure beats the cold. And darkness.

That fire is huge!

The fire's getting a touch low.

Nice and warm.

Well, that's done. But not forever!

Don't give up, little flame!

A flame to keep the horrors at bay.

This fire burns with passion!

It's losing the will to go on.

It's a comfort.

This can be rekindled, unlike my heart.

Ms. Wickerbottom

The fire has almost self-extinguished.

Ms. Wickerbottom

A fire pit.