Words of the Constant
WendyDeath rides at its tip.
WendySomething died for that feast.
WendyI don't want to eat that.
WendyIt'll keep me alive a little longer.
WendyThe soft glow is... comforting.
WendyWhat little comfort it gave is now gone.
WendyI should find a place for it to belong.
WendyThe soft glow is... comforting.
WendyWhat little comfort it gave is now gone.
WendyI should find a place for it to belong.
WendyThe ring is silent and still, for now.
WendyCan I... play next?
WendyIt might be... f-fun?
WendyI think... I would like a bit of cake.
WendyNow my lips have turned blue...
WendyI'm sorry Abigail, I'd share if I could.
WendyIt's sticky.
WendyPoor Mr. Rabbit.
WendyAre you hungry, Mr. Rabbit?
WendyI should pay my respects.
WendyA duel to the death might help pass the time.
WendyShame, it was pretty.
WendyIt does seem to bring some cheer.
WendyShall I cast some light upon the darkness?
WendyInevitable, really.
WendyPerhaps like consumes like.
WendyAbigail loved surprises.
WendyIt's actually quite beautiful.
WendyNo more.
WendyWhat shall I let go to please it?
WendyHow do you know I'm mad?
WendySigh... I don't know.
WendyThe plant, at least, seems to be doing well.
WendySomething around is making its life quite difficult.
WendyIt's lonely... it needs family...
WendyPerhaps it just needs some reassurance.
WendyThe garden is a bit untidy...
WendyPerhaps it might need some water?
WendyIt is starved for nutrients.
WendyIt's too close to the other plants... it's suffocating...
WendyIt was not made to withstand the harshness of this season.
WendyIt is positively miserable. A kindred spirit.
WendyIt's about to be swallowed by flames.
WendyThe darkness! It is too dark!
WendyI spared it the torment of living.
WendyAbigail, it's like I can taste mother's cooking...
WendyWhat a horrible place to have a curse.
WendyIt's ruined.
WendyThose foods weren't meant to be together.
WendyLet us depart this terrible place.