Words of the Constant
Floor or ceiling, depending on your perspective.
Floor or ceiling, depending on your perspective.
Floor or ceiling, depending on your perspective.
Floor or ceiling, depending on your perspective.
Floor or ceiling, depending on your perspective.
Floor or ceiling, depending on your perspective.
A very hearty mortal feast.
That's a tiny turnip.
Cooked, but not into a dish.
Strange little seeds, indeed, indeed.
We can't fight well when it's in its shell.
Twiddle dee dee, a burning tree!
Well, that was fun.
A funny tree prank.
Oh jeez, oh ick, that tree looks sick!
A slender tree of twigs and sticks.
It wants to be a lovely tree.
It's just a tree baby.
This tree is long in the tooth.
Little twigs that bend and snap!
Double double, we're in trouble!
Double double, we're in trouble!
No soggy imps on this fine day!
Yet another dish cooked up by mortals.
What on earth is that?
Oh dear, the chandelier.
It's in the know on where to go.
The search has ended as I intended.
Alas, I fear it won't work here.
My my, you just gave me a bright idea...
Got it to the spot.
Pull the lever, win a prize!
Walls have never posed a problem for me, hyuyu!
Spray your troubles away!
The key to our salvation, or destruction? Hyuyuyu, I can't wait to find out!
It's missing that special spark, hyuyu!
There's no hope for a rope!
I see a key!
It's been taken! Shall we be foresaken?
Should I need to retreat, a rope can't be beat!
The ball took a fall!
For imitation of my teleportation.
Killer pillar!
I don't mean to harp, but what's under the tarp?
Where to guard? It's not that hard.
It's a tower of great power!
That's what I call tall!
This tower needs power!
It won't start until it has every part.
Be patient! It's ancient!