Words of the Constant
MaxwellOh good, it's solid candy. I feared something healthy had snuck in.
MaxwellNo one is above enjoying a good lollipop.
MaxwellEating them makes me feel powerful.
MaxwellAh, maggots... how novel.
MaxwellIt's not terrible.
MaxwellOnly ruffians enjoy torturing themselves like this.
MaxwellWaxy, just like me.
MaxwellWho is making all this candy, exactly?
MaxwellBlack licorice, my favorite.
MaxwellAlmost endearing. Almost.
MaxwellA mystery I'm not keen on solving.
MaxwellI am much more disappointed than I thought I'd be.
MaxwellNo one is above enjoying a good lollipop.
MaxwellHow the tables have turned, worm.
MaxwellTakes away the horrors. But who would want that?
MaxwellAh. This'll do the trick.
MaxwellCould be a little stronger.
MaxwellMight as well throw it in the fire.
MaxwellA fine pot of tea, with a side of mutation.
MaxwellOh joy. Is there really need for decoration?
MaxwellSuch a burden to carry it. If only there were a place to leave it.
MaxwellI like the real ones better.
MaxwellShouldn't it be hanging from somewhere.
MaxwellUgh. These guys again.
MaxwellWhy do I hear "Nevermore"?
MaxwellAn undignified weapon for a less refined time.
MaxwellIt feels good to undo the work of others.
MaxwellI would never resort to something so brutish.
MaxwellWhat is the thread count on this?
MaxwellLooking at it is making me seasick.
MaxwellCan you rightfully call a sack of potpourri a pillow?
MaxwellAt least it will make a satisfying thwack.
MaxwellYou must be joking.
MaxwellThe dapperest of them all.
MaxwellJust a bit of venom and some dirty old ash.
MaxwellMust everything in this cursed place be either slimy or smelly or both?
MaxwellMy skin has always been prone to burning.
MaxwellI could be persuaded to dabble in white magicks.
MaxwellPleasantly cool.
MaxwellIt's almost too cold to hold.
MaxwellA pocketful of stone and temperature.
MaxwellIt's almost too hot to hold.
MaxwellComfortably lukewarm.
MaxwellThe critics here will really eat you alive.
MaxwellNice try.
MaxwellI have better things to do than being berated by an old crab.
MaxwellCharlie always complained about being cold. Sigh.
MaxwellBehold the frailty of our tender little minds.
MaxwellIt certainly shakes out the cobwebs.
MaxwellHmm, interesting.