Words of the Constant
This egg looks chilly.
It's warm and toasty.
It glows contentedly.
A faithful, fiery friend.
You must eat to keep your fires burning.
Its fires are dying out.
A fearsome eggy fang!
It's not very scary now, is it?
Your fiery pools are no match for me!
I shall not surrender to the fiery pits!
Stone belched forth by the earth's fiery heart!
It has a suspiciously non-meat smell to it.
This will suffice until I find real meat.
A nightmarish vision... but food nonetheless.
That is an ancient woodland being.
Tribute to an ancient woodland being.
That is an ancient woodland being.
Sky blue nonsense plant.
This will return me to top form.
Glow!
Its glow is most welcome.
It lights the fires of mine heart!
Light the way, noble insect.
The lightning has made you a unicorn warrior!
May I call you Unicorn?
This could deal a lasting blow.
Oh, great lightning!
Bring with you lightning, Donner!
A spawn of the evil toothed seal.
Burning such magic would seem a waste.
A tree of life, but it is not Yggdrasil.
I hath birthed the root of terror!
It bears the promise of horridness!
That's more like it.
I triumphed over my wobster foe.
Flaming log!
Wood is always of value.
Thou art no lord!
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
It hath the stench of death upon it.
The unicorn smiles upon me this day!
It's nice, but it's no spear.