the end is near

This game is a poem, with a constant rhythm of the phrase "it is like this" like a heartbeat at its center. It is tender and passionate and melancholic. The visuals are often hard to make out, fitting well with the abstract, emotion-driven nature of the poem. It is a very short, but very beautiful game.

This is a gorgeous, evocative poem and the visual art you've used and made fits it perfectly!

I just played through this on an old phone that Ill admit struggled to run this, half the screen was white and im pretty sure some images ended up distorted on my end: I wanted to say that not because of blame or anything but rather to testify that in spite  of my own technical issues this is a game I will remember for a very long time and have quickly added it to my favorites of all time, among Triple A titles and Blaseball itself.

The writing was beautiful and really tugged at senses of nothingness, longing, hope, and despair in a really cool way. Perhaps it's just due to my own experiences but I really connected to this in a way that made me smile long after I finished.

The graphics were touching, the use of two color pallete was very clever both as a narrative tool and visually. Similar styles have caused me eyestrain;  this did not, thank you.

In general thank you for making this, this was something very special (in the best way possible) and I wanted to make sure that was said