Breath in. Breathe out. You open your weary eyes To a world you have forgotten.
An Interactive Fiction by Arvind Pillai
Release 1 / Serial number 070625 / Inform 7 build 4U65 (I6/v6.31 lib 6/11N)
You are standing upon a barren patch of ground, surrounded by a sea of evergreen trees. Apart from the faint rustling of autumn leaves, the hearth seems largely noiseless. Slimmers of light stream in through the forest canopy, giving the world a blurry and dream-like quality. A warm breeze brushes against your exhausted body, granting you some much-needed warmth.
A bearded old man is seated on a large rock a few meters away from you, smiling devilishly. You contemplate questioning the cheerful onlooker, but for some reason, words just dont seem to come out of your mouth. The letters "TRISAN" are tattoed across the woodsman's left cheek. His name perhaps?
"Confusion clouds your mind, child", says the wizened old man, "But soon it shall all be clear." He chuckles in an sly fashion and then adds, "Go East, Son. Into the dim woods".
He points his scrawny finger towards the Eastern trees.
You feel a sudden urge to do his bidding and head Eastwards into the dark forests.
A giant falcon is seated upon the man's outstretched arm.
You can see Old Man and Falcon here.
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