Tuesday, 16 July 2013


Beeswing was home for me for the formative years of my life. The time I spent there shaped the person I grew up to be. The people and their stories have stayed with me all this time. This game seeks to document that. A labour of love that is of limited interest. A game about aging, about childhood, about troubles and, above all, about human stories. No violence, no jumping, no puzzles. Slow paced and directionless.

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