d7dab35: Her own drawings for the sword, the fall and the torch

cbe9c42: Every paper is read aloud, by whoever wrote it

77dd24d: A source check that checks, and a dev server that answers

268252f: Wrong doors wake the owner, and a note on the tree says the rule

0dea25a: The two lanes, checked and measured

7ca99ce: Two lanes: the drained stand beside the road, on terraces

a6bbbd1: His orders, and the game starts with him reading them

592d827: The torch crackles the whole time it is burning

1ddc8d8: A hand that holds a torch, and real fire in it

3c2e4bd: An arm to hold the torch up with

20a0160: Stop the dust overtaking the man

77b2b94: Run the checks silent

51533eb: Take the twang off the gatekeeper's spear

092a06a: Level the sounds by loudness, not by peak

19124d7: The torch, the moment of being seen, and the village itself

2d2b3a6: One voice per kind of drained, and a key off a hook

e14f7d2: Stop drawing what he is carrying on his body

9c8e66f: The door glow is the dropped scrap's glow, not my own version of it

d52e9f5: Holes the shape of what goes in them

332a94e: The patch and the key glow in the dark

dd4a694: The key was invisible, and it is called an inventory

d174e93: The wall asks, and the sky answers

22df91f: The readout is off by default

11622c6: The help line named a mode that no longer exists

eb6e8a3: The page in his hand

fb97d2b: space: say how to skip the road

they walk home

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

drop the placeholder poses

Every placeholder pose of the prince is gone. Her drawing everywhere but the swing and the fall.

drop the hurt placeholder

drop the hurt placeholder

drop the hurt placeholder

drop the hurt placeholder

The hurt pose is gone. The eye says it.

The eye is the health bar. Every pose has one, and it dims.

Eyes in the run frames too. She had drawn them all along.

drop the placeholder idle

drop the placeholder idle

drop the placeholder idle

drop the placeholder idle

Her standing prince, with his eye kept white.

A glance is free and a stare is not. Letters remember their house.

Readout hard against the top edge.