Words of the Constant
It is making a pact with another.
Not for me, I see.
I'm a non-automaton.
Warly won't let me peek inside. He's no fun.
These aren't my souls.
I can't! I shan't!
Its focus is elsewhere.
I may only do that while it sleeps.
I can't, I won't, I shan't.
Instead of hair, there's nothing there!
I think you will find that creature's not mine.
Oh ho! Too late, they've made their escape.
Sit? I cannot! For it's a hot spot, just as I thought!
Now that's quite the trick, invisible racing Carrats!
It's full, full, full.
Another soul has use of it right now.
Oh I simply couldn't.
I'm a non-automaton.
Warly won't let me peek inside. He's no fun.
These aren't my souls.
I can't! I shan't!
My poor imp head cannot contain this knowledge.
You cannot learn what you already know.
Not here, my dear.
There's no rhyme or riddle to it.
I'm on the wrong plane of existence for this.
Either the key is wrong, or the lock is.
Turns out in the end, it already had a friend.
Having more than one wouldn't be much fun.
Nope, hyuyuyu!
It's had its fun, and now it's done.
I see it doesn't belong to me!
Hyuyu!
I believe there is another way.
Either the key is wrong, or the lock is.
I need something to bind within.
What is written cannot be unwrote!
Someone else has command of it.
Perhaps he too likes to travel between planes? Hyuyuyu!
Oh ho! Something's gone awry!
I wonder where he's wandered.
Busy, I see.
Oh what a bore, I've seen it before.
No, no, no.
I feel excellent about myself!
I've done the thing!
That sounds like bats.
I've had enough plane hopping.
Tremors and trembles!
Crumbles and cracks!