Words of the Constant
A creature of the night!
Evil is sleeping.
It's for the best.
I hope it wasn't one of Webber's friends.
That's not good.
A nest of filth and villainy.
I wonder if I might ask to borrow some colored pencils...
A tiny package full of death and destruction.
Even in death, this beast causes pain.
Time to stare into the abyss.
It is infested.
It is infested.
She is regal in her horribleness.
She can rest now.
She was just protecting her children.
Sometimes dead is better.
The darkness has drained the color from their fur.
It's only prolonging the inevitable. How sad.
Merely a temporary respite from the pain of the world.
A cowardly spider.
It's the way of all things.
Death on legs.
It slumbers soundly.
Nothing I try seems to work well for me.
It's chewing on something.
Alas, brave warrior.
A warrior of the night!
I must beware.
Its legs look so thin and delicate, like they could snap at the slightest kick...
I don't think I want to play with that.
Farewell, chum.
Everything turns to waste, eventually.
Its life is short, but beautiful.
So many have perished. But this one is safe.
Pop goes the weaselly little thing.
It has no concept of time, or loss.
So many have perished. But this one is safe.
Be free, little one!
So many have perished. But this one is safe.
Bright eyes for dark times.
Stars die like everything else...
I can almost make out a tiny solar system.
It will help me make sure no one gets too close.
Some weather out there.
A creature of shadow that seeks the light... how sad...
My heart aches with its beauty.
My heart aches with its beauty.
A creature of shadow that seeks the light... how sad...
The earth gives up its bounty.
The earth reaches up.