Words of the Constant
WendyA sturdy rope and a quick drop will see me to the other side.
WendyIt's quite pretty.
WendyIt won't take me to the one place I want to go.
WendyIt doesn't want me here... I don't blame it...
WendyThere's no life in it yet.
WendyMuch potential in a small package.
WendyIt was born to keep watch. One day, it will perish at its post.
WendyThey seem to stand vigil over something.
WendyIt's missing the spark of life.
WendyI'm not the only one missing pieces.
WendyWhat can it make to help us?
WendyWhat's the point?
WendyHe gave in.
WendySo much death.
WendyWe aren't meant to leave this place.
WendyBroken.
WendyI wonder what happens to us in-between.
WendyThere's no power.
WendyIt's broken.
WendyA light in the darkness.
WendyA healthy diet for a long life. How dreadful.
WendyDead and rotting.
WendyDoesn't spice up my life.
WendyPlaying dress-up with a beefalo is... quite fun...
WendyTattered remains.
WendyI can disappear into the darkness within.
WendyThey don't all come back.
WendyYou can't always fix what's broken. But sometimes you can.
WendyOne swift motion, and the work is done.
WendyI will stay under its shadow.
WendyIt zaps your tongue.
WendyThey're definitely waffles.
WendyI have a bad feeling about this.
WendyIt destroys, is destroyed and rises anew. The cycle endures.
WendyAll that death in such a tiny package.
WendyIt is soon complete.
WendyA piece of its physical body discarded and forgotten.
WendyI would be angry too.
WendyIs it better not to know?
WendyIt prevents the little machine from crossing over.
WendyIt cannot be brought back but its parts may be gifted to another.
WendyThey're starting to irritate me.
WendyDoes it dream?
WendyA shame we don't come with spare parts.
WendyIt can live again or sacrifice its parts for another.
WendyIt kind of lost its spark.
WendyThey are compelled by a greater entity.
WendyDoes it dream?
WendySome things are beyond repair.
WendyHow freeing it would be, to think like an emotionless machine.