Words of the Constant
I don't think this is where it goes.
Where would you like to be chopped down eventually?
I know you hope it's a tree, Luce. I do too.
There's axe marks on these altar stones.
Looks a little worn out.
I can't even begin to understand what happened here.
Another hoser.
A large woodland creature passed this way!
They just ain't right.
They grow'em big out here, eh?
That critter's in a real bad mood.
It seems agreeable.
It sure beats using a pitchfork, eh?
Could give it to some sandy hoser.
I think we might be tresspassin'.
This whole place is littered with these things!
Burned to a crisp.
It'll be a bit longer, eh?
Oh boy! Here it comes!
Time for supper!
I'm guessin' this hasn't been used in a while.
Huh. There's something sloshing around in there.
Well whattaya know! It just needed a little juice.
Now that's a funny looking gadget. Too bad it doesn't work.
The ones carryin' the full moon sure got the short end of the stick, eh?
That's one fancy floor, eh?
Guess that door's closed for good.
Hey Lucy, maybe that's a way outta here!
Not sure where it's leading me, but I might as well find out.
Nothin' left to point us to.
It's humming with some kinda energy.
Now that's a head scratcher.
I never even got a handle on French, don't expect me to read that.
Now that's a head scratcher.
I never even got a handle on French, don't expect me to read that.
Now that's a head scratcher.
I'm not sure I like the look of it.
Not much happening with this thing.
Hey Luce, should we be worried aboot that?
Anyone have a spare gem?
Looks like this one's already set.
Plaid is all the armor I need.
Lucy says black ain't my colour.
It's better than nothing.
It's hard to swing an axe while wearing this.
That'll stop the hurt.
Sticks to yer ribs.
It tickles. I think it's still alive.
You can never be too safe.
Does it come in plaid?