Words of the Constant
How strange, I do in fact feel a bit tired...
I can only work tirelessly for so long.
Caught it just in time. The roots were nearly rotten.
Night will be here soon.
Yum!
This cannot be consumed.
I should not have ingested that.
That was partially decomposed.
That was not at optimal freshness.
Ingesting this would be ill-advised.
I couldn't possibly eat this all myself!
That will do nicely.
My eyes have been adjusted to the darkness.
Strength is wasted on the young!
That is too strong.
It's all in the legs.
Goodness...
Dear me...
I've got it, dear.
I'm more spry than I look!
You just need to know how to lift!
No sweat off my back! Ho ho!
How invigorating!
This gets the blood pumping!
I am in the dark.
It is bright enough to see.
I do not wish to experience that again.
Something from outside our dimension is trying to come in.
I suppose the daylight gives it a migraine.
This ocular creature seems rather persistent.
This fragile device has decayed.
Even with my considerable gardening experience, there's always something new to learn.
Oh dear... I seem to be afflicted by the plant's toxin.
The toxin from those nettles carries a rather unpleasant burning sensation.
Thankfully, the toxin's effects seem to be temporary.
Someone's fired a flare.
Hmm, rather convenient.
Time for a dip!
I just need to catch my breath.
Freedom! I'll find a good book and tuck in.
My humanity... it's slipping.
Ah... my mind feels clearer, somehow.
I believe my immunity from acidic rainfall has concluded.
It would seem I am vulnerable to the flames once more.
Ah yes. I have now arrived at Pearl's home.
It's not responding for some reason.
My my, that was extremely interesting!
The ambient temperature is high.
Something is approaching.
Librarian needs food.