Bah— WHY DID YOU GUYS DO THIS TO ME I AM ADDICTED TO IT NOW! I wonder if this game will be more intricate than I’d thought?
"The streets are empty. Wind skims the voids keeping neighbors apart, as if grazing the hollow of a cut reed, or say, a plundered mailbox. A familiar note is produced. It’s the one Desolation plays to keep its instrument in tune."