Words of the Constant
Night is for sleeping, not taking siestas.
I don't think I could really relax down here.
This pumpkin is cooked.
I don't exactly have a burning desire to sleep in that.
I can't change while it's on fire!
Well, that was easy.
My casting needs work...
It got away.
Where are the fish?
Maybe I should find a better fishing spot.
I thought there were supposed to be plenty of fish in the sea!
I could be doing so many more scientific things right now...
All my hard work, gone in a snap!
Maybe reeling would help.
Uh-oh. Sea monsters!
I have a feeling that wasn't in the script.
Getting rid of that den might have started a chain reaction...
I've got a sinking feeling this should've stayed in the shallows.
Ow! Quit it!
Did I just hear trees screaming?
Uh, is it supposed to smell like that?
That shanty can only mean one thing...
I wonder what it will grow into.
My knowledge about this plant is growing!
Nobody told me time travel would be such a pain in the rear...
I'm sensing the gravity of the situation!
That doesn't sound good.
Maybe the rabbits don't dig this spot.
Something is clawing its way to the surface.
What a strange rabbit!
Got you!
Something is softly scuffling underground.
It's shielded!
Never stop learning!
Much better, thank-you.
Good as new!
Let me help you.
Your Majesty.
Your Highness.
My Liege!
Your "Majesty".
Your "Highness".
My "Liege"!
All the monsters came back!
It didn't like that.
I guess I'm worthy.
I already have all these.
It's following me!
Something bit me! Where did it go?!
Something sinister's on the horizon.