#rough-like

Here's a new gamescreen of my projekt. As you can see, the last couple days, I've been working on an inventory- and equipmentsystem.

now would be a good time for a reason to appear now would be the last time that one ever could pretty soon there will be nothing left, and when i say nothing, i mean nothing less no reason comes given that there is no reason, i will sacrifice my body to the season when it is summer, i will become summer when you love me, i will love you back (i need no choice) and when winter comes, i will go wherever you want me to go and though i will call everywhere nowhere, you will have me think of it as home and i will when it stops snowing, we will walk over the wet grass and call the day beautiful we will be seduced by the sky and think ourselves clouds, able to say anything and when something goes wrong, we will blame it on the wind, and change shape going around the world, we will sing our songs to the dictators and when we do, they will say 'this is an act of war' using their guns before we do autumn falls apart like life does, people die and we almost care, but i think if we really did, then we wouldn't still be here but we are, and so at least we sing our songs to the dictators try to tell them that they have the wrong idea of god, but this is old news, and so i must say this too: so is mine i am wrong, i am wrong, i am wrong if only everyone could see this singing in search of the violent peace within us