Words of the Constant
Spiky Bush
That's burning fast!
One less thorn patch to worry about.
It looks thorny.
Ouch.
If it's a bog monster, it's pretty committed to its disguise.
Guess it wasn't a bog monster after all.
It might be a bog monster in disguise.
Ow!! Does anyone have a bandage?!
That fire certainly isn't wasting any time!
There's always something to be learned from mistakes.
Calling it a bush is quite charitable.
That wasn't one of my smarter moments.
It burns like any other bush.
Burned to ash.
A prickly customer.
Not sure I want to do that again.
Hot log!
Burnt down to nothing.
A shrub on guard.
What a nuisance.
I should ask it questions.
It is finished.
It's twisted and prickly, just like me!
That was painful.
It will be gone soon!
Extra crispy!
Hope we don't fall on that.
That hurt our hands.
Even thorns burn.
The end.
A bush that always hurts.
Life is pain. Now it has no life.
Combustion!
Burned entirely.
A cluster of brambles.
Picking brambles is dangerous.
Burn, thorns!
That burned way too quickly.
It looks sharp.
Those thorns hurt!
It's on fire.
Nothin' but cinders.
Gnarly little bush.
Gotta wait a bit.
Uh oh. Spiky fire.
Spiky bush is gone now.
Is thorny.
Thorns hurt.
Foomph!
Well, it's gone now.