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hello! i love your games but i'm having a hard time getting all the endings in WSC, when do you think a complete guide will be available? it's probably not in your current priorities at all but i was just wondering. thank you for all your hard work!
I'm not sure that I intend to revisit the guide for all the endings. It's incredibly time consuming to work them out and I am already neck deep in my next project.
I can give advice on specific endings if you need it.
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Disclosure Day, The Grey, and the Curse of Ending Expectations
I’ve been thinking a lot about conclusions lately. Endings, by their very nature, can be painful things. There’s a certain amount of grief involved whenever circumstances inevitably run their course. That moment of melancholy when you step back into your house after a particularly memorable vacation. The emotional pain when a long-term romantic relationship ends. The hole that’s left in your…
I don't want to joke about the end of the world
Because then if it happens people will say to me (if they remember the joke, which they probably will not, unless the ending is happening very soon after the joke) that I should say I Told You So
And I do not want to Tell Anyone So, I just want to make them laugh with my jokes
And when the world ends there is no laughing
Or if there is, hopefully it won't be at anything I've done
Endings by East Forest
Oh! Donna, Donna, Donna! It can't end this way. I think I get that we're exploring the grief of a family devastated by loss, and that we're following a fiercely intelligent little girl determined to avenge her brother's death . . . but I gotsta know! Who murdered Robin?
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Kiss Of Life- Break It
Ending 4 Digimon Beatbreak
It is slow, incremental, this reclaiming of my life.
It still feels odd to not have anyone checking in on me. To easily go a day without speaking out loud to another person. I know that this is just what the liminal spaces feel like. It won't be forever.
Slowly, I am starting to find my fire again. I'm writing again, working on a creative brief for a job application feels fulfilling and interesting, instead of depleting and exhausting.
Things are getting done, sort of. They are getting done slowly, gently. And if they don't get done well then that's okay because this is a hard time in my life you know?
I think I am forgetting him, forgetting us, or both. There is this knowledge that he is a different person now. No longer the person who came with me to Tuscany, nor the person who proposed on Christmas day. Even less so the person who slammed doors and punched walls because of his medication and because I could never give him what he needed. He is a stranger now. Perhaps even more of a stranger than he was before we met.
There's something peculiar about that. The way that you can feel like you know someone inside out because you share every single day with them and then, just like that, they are a person who is in love with someone else, who you used to know and who still has their name on the mortgage, but who doesn't live here anymore.
Messages become shorter - chipper and helpful on his part, clipped and guarded on mine. We are no longer each other's people. I suppose we never really, truly were. Just under four years of a life, swept away, disappeared as if it never happened. But it did happen, at least I think it did. I'm not sure what any of it means now, but all I know is that I'm starting to figure out what I mean, and that has to be a good thing... It's a start.
