Words of the Constant
WillowIt's inner flame is dying.
WillowUgh, that smells terrible.
WillowLooks like good kindling.
WillowFuel for the fire.
WillowMmm... So dry. So flammable.
WillowSports are hard.
WillowSome more dumb flowers.
WillowMmm... So dry. So flammable.
WillowUgh, it looks so stuffy and proper.
WillowIt's just nasty old bits of bones!
WillowLooks passable.
WillowThat looks absolutely ridiculous.
WillowNeeds more gross old bits.
WillowOoo la la.
WillowHey, this one's actually helping!
WillowShowed him!
WillowHe's too damp to burn.
WillowThey're cute when they're sleeping.
WillowWoah, that's a ton of frogs.
WillowIf you close your eyes it's a little easier to get it down.
WillowIt still twitches every now and then. Freaky.
WillowThe fire made it stop twitching. Fire is the best.
WillowAll that fig almost masks the frog flavor.
WillowEw, it's cold.
WillowThey're pretty cute.
WillowMmm... Roast dragonfruit.
WillowGood night, little guy.
WillowGet lost, you dumb bugs!
WillowNow I'm the one giving the orders! To fruit flies, but still.
WillowYum, fruit!
WillowIt's not looking so good...
WillowI like my tools scalding hot.
WillowAwwwww, where did all that beautiful heat go?
WillowI'm never using any other axe ever again.
WillowIt's not looking so good...
WillowI like my tools scalding hot.
WillowAwwwww, where did all that beautiful heat go?
WillowI'm never using any other hammer ever again.
WillowIt's not looking so good...
WillowI like my tools scalding hot.
WillowAwwwww, where did all that beautiful heat go?
WillowI'm never using any other pickaxe ever again.
WillowIt's not looking so good...
WillowI like my tools scalding hot.
WillowAwwwww, where did all that beautiful heat go?
WillowI'm never using any other shovel ever again.
WillowIt's not looking so good...
WillowI like my tools scalding hot.
WillowAwwwww, where did all that beautiful heat go?
WillowI'm never using any other garden hoe ever again.