I am in love.
I open my eyes.
The glistening ocean is so peaceful. Where am I?
The blue horizon is so tempting.
Something in the distance.I'm coming.
An island. As if calling out my name.
Toying with my curiosity.My first step on its sand.
The spring life. It's singing for me,
and at the same time, singing with my help.The colors, they are speaking to my synesthetic mind.
Stones leading me, creating songs of adventure.Where are you taking me?
A path. A rugged hut.
A cemetery.Is anyone else here?
Ruined towers. Sculptures on the hilltops.
They want to tell me their secrets.Someone left their memories here.
Sunset. Evening. Nightfall.
I feel magic. The stones are leading me again.Something will be different.
Everything will be different.
Circle of stones,
singing songs of time and change.
Trees dancing to the wind of history.Show me.
Sun rising. Rainy clouds storming in.
And out. Moon rising.
Then setting. Sun rising.
And it's night again.
I feel warmth.
Songs of teeming life.
I lay down.
There is much exploring left to do.
But it can wait.
The grand concert is yet to be played.But I want to play too.
I stand up.
The colors of spring.
The life and music of summer.
The magic and peace of autumn.
The mystery of winter.
I am in love.
And that, my friends, is how I felt yesterday, when first playing Proteus
- an amazingly beautiful and inspiring gamelike experience.
So far I've played it five times, I think. And I know that number will constantly grow.
Don't read up on it, don't ask about it.
This game is supposed to be experienced, and the experience processed with your own mind.