Words of the Constant
Do you wish to see the world burn?
How do you do, ?
A heart could return to this world...
Murderer! Cutthroat!
Abigail likes you, .
A souless existence.
I don't need another dead twin.
A single playing card. Great.
Tools for watch surgery.
It's soothing to watch the seconds tick away.
Its power is spent.
Clock entrails.
It's soothing to watch the seconds tick away.
Its power is spent.
What will I find if I take a tumble down the rabbit hole?
What will I find if I take a tumble down the rabbit hole?
I'm afraid the past is just as dreadful as the future.
It's soothing to watch the seconds tick away.
Its power is spent.
Abigail... do you think...?
Its power is spent.
It's soothing to watch the seconds tick away.
Its power is spent.
Nothing could be as painful as my own memories.
What is the weight of my actions?
I suppose... it wouldn't hurt to have one...
I would have preferred a raven.
The hat of a cutthroat pirate.
So many juicy red bits to chomp and squish!
Warm, but no less messy.
I wonder how long a single seed would keep one trapped in the underworld...
It's a plant that's waiting to be.
Ophelia? Are you down there?
An eel.
It was flopping around desperately for life. The poor fool.
Some algae.
Life is blood and this.
Inflicts chaos and turmoil on food.
I may starve to death before it's done.
It will all be over soon.
Another menial task has been completed.
A foodless void.
For when the hunger gnaws at my tiny stomach...
I may carry warmth with me, yet I am ever cold.
Finished.
If only it could spice up my life.
It makes no difference where I rest my head, my nights are filled with bad dreams.
Abigail and I set up a tent in our backyard once. It was... fun.
It has eyes, yet it never cries.
Large enough to hold a corpse... or a few dozen potatoes.