Words of the Constant
Mushroom Planter
The power of science compelled it.
It could use a spore. Or a mushroom transplant.
The mushrooms have really taken to the log.
The log is dead. We should replace it with a live one.
I don't think it can grow in this cold.
It should keep growing now.
That's a lot of mushrooms!
That wasn't firewood!
It needs something to get started.
The mushrooms must love it there!
Not much left of this log for the mushrooms to feed on.
My handbook says mushrooms need warmer weather to grow.
There's a few mushrooms now, but there'll probably be more soon.
Mushrooms are kind of creepy when you think about them.
In the end, it made for a nice little campfire.
I'm surprised there's no mushrooms growing out of this rotten log.
The mushrooms are multiplying.
It's well past its prime.
I think it's frozen solid.
Oh good... mushrooms.
What am I going to do with all these mushrooms?
Mmm, smells like fried mushrooms.
I could grow some fresh mushrooms here.
It's nice not to have to forage for the basics.
I'll need to find a replacement if I want fresh mushrooms.
Mushrooms are out of season right now.
Oh, my mushrooms are beginning to grow!
My days of wild mushroom hunting are over!
'Twas consumed by a mighty inferno!
An empty home for forest sprites.
It is growing strong and hearty.
A blight has beset this log. Another!
Not all can withstand the frost giant's touch.
The forest sprite has taken root.
The forest sprite has returned a glorious bounty!
Only ash and ruin remain here.
Smells... "piney".
The mushrooms have really taken to the log.
Rotten, all the way through. I relate.
Nothing grows in these frigid wastes.
They seem to be doing well.
It's so full it's almost obscene.
Fire's dangerous, I guess.
There aren't any mushrooms.
They look happy.
It's all yucky.
You look chilly.
Aw, they're so little.
Wow! So many mushrooms!
It is no more.