Words of the Constant
How now, spirit? Whither wander you?
This place could use some sprucing up, don't you think?
It's fine, but this place could use more sparkle and shine.
Fittingly fancified for our fine feathered friends.
Now if I were a crow, where would I think it should go?
What to choose, what to choose...
What kind of goodies will it have, I wonder?
One ticket please, hyuyu!
I can almost see the prize before my eyes.
A pretty pile of prize tickets.
I'm sure they won't be offended if I dump these on the ground.
I'm quite partial to the style.
A cloak of leaves to drape around my impish frame.
Short and sweet, hyuyu!
But what does it cut?
Who misunderstood it would be good to build it all of wood?
The mortal need to feel productive, if I may be so reductive.
Ding-dong, the carrot's dead.
Does it have a soul, one wonders?
Hello hello, strange orange soul.
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the humans bite.
I had a feeling she liked to play games too, hyuyu!
Non-imps like to eat things like this.
I think non-imps like it better cooked.
I suppose the mortals might enjoy something like that.
There's a plant underneath.
Grow a seed and you shall feed!
Someone's been up to some mischief.
That's all she wrote.
I could make maps to anywhere and nowhere.
I prefer playing with smarter mortals.
Yoohoo! Anybody home?
A home for friends.
It's a stripey horn concealer.
Wind the bobbin up, pull, pull!
I could move it if I pleased!
A hop, skip and a jump too far!
One of the least offensive mortal food flavors.
I don't think anyone wants it now.
It's cooked now.
What do I see? An underground tree!
Clear the way I say!
A party rages down below!
No spelunking for this little imp!
Away I go, hyuyu!
Let me have a peek inside!
A party rages up above!
I like it here in the deep dark.
Away I go, hyuyu!
It prefers the dark.