Words of the Constant
Sisturn
Some flowers would liven it up a bit.
What a brilliant boo-quet!
What an eerie sound.
It gives me a bad feeling.
A few more flowers should do the trick.
Yeah, that looks haunted.
That looks pretty nice.
Do you hear that, Woby?
They make me feel weird.
If I find some flowers I'll bring them back here.
Death should be the farthest thing from a child's mind...
I hope she finds some comfort in this.
I don't want to know what's making that noise.
Ugh, my head!
Well... I guess it wouldn't take too long to gather a few flowers.
Poor mademoiselle...
Such a calming presence...
Something is calling from beyond...
I feel nauseous.
Oh, that's looking very nice!
A small langhús for the ghostly warrior to regain her strength.
'Tis a fine monument indeed.
Call'th to memory the lays of the Havfrue.
'Tis marring mine musings.
Flowers doth please this spirit.
I can't help but wonder... no, it couldn't be.
It has a strangely calming effect.
What an odd noise.
Stop attacking my mind!
Perhaps I should pay my respects as well.
It's a little Abigail house!
We feel warm and fuzzy... well, more than usual.
Is someone talking to us?
Feels like webs in our head.
We can find more flowers!
Now Abigail can find her way back to me faster.
This might be as close as we've ever come, Abigail.
This gives me goosebumps. I hope it was worth it.
It's a memorial to my sister... but it's so bare...
I won't let you fade away, Abigail. Never.
I can almost hear your voice, Abby.
These don't make me feel good, but they help Abigail.
Abigail always loved flowers...
The poor dear.
The flowers seem to give off an aromatic effect.
They generate an unearthly sound.
The flowers affect one's mental stability.
I believe flowers are a traditional offering to the deceased.
A pyre would've been more fun.
I guess it's kind of pretty...