Words of the Constant
Like me, it doesn't belong here.
At least I won't have to carry bait in my pockets anymore.
New methods for ripping fish from their peaceful lives.
All fish beware.
Who knew such sweet things could exist here?
Free from the shackles of the sky.
So full of potential.
All that promise, snatched away. Not bad with bacon.
Chilled by the darkness.
A tiny, fragile being, struggling for the light.
It cannot bear the heat.
A life sooner begun is a life sooner ended.
Soon now.
That egg represents a new life. Ugh.
The nest is empty. Vacant. Barren. A void.
A life snatched away... and wrapped in fried sausage.
Little pockets of warmth in this cold world.
Will you leave too?
We all try to fill the void.
Rest now.
Your true nature is revealed!
The focus is so lifeless.
Energy flows through it.
I'm sure the next realm will be even more horrible!
No good can come of this.
It's still locked shut.
Is it half built, or half destroyed?
It contains a vital spark.
It looks complicated.
What a hideous creation!
It has no sharp edges.
We could escape if it were more powerful.
A preview of the fires of Hell.
Sleep is but a preview of death.
Long, thin and dangerous!
Sharp, slimy and dangerous.
These are better left unmentioned.
This one is different.
So this is what goes on down below.
Babies!
It shall return, some day.
All beauty fades with time.
The darkness of this world has corrupted it.
Ah... so it has escaped.
So much beauty contained inside, will it ever escape?
Let it be sealed away forever.
Abigail, are you doing that?
It didn't belong in this world.
What terrible things hide within?
I feel its strange light drawing me in, like a moth to the flame.