A heartfelt story about finding life amidst the backdrop of death.

There's a part early on where Michelle says this:

"Just, y'know, something great.
That really... really matters that
really makes a difference."

It's a fragment of a greater whole, and in missing the scene behind it, you miss more of the meaning than you can even know, but the idea remains the same. Art made with the intent, or hope, of being great, and with the dream of making a difference.

Set Yourself on Fire, describing the electric, burning feeling that courses through you when in love, describing the act of throwing yourself into love and allowing yourself to burn.

It is a divine work of art. In this moment, now, that is what this story is to me. It made a difference, at least to me.

That's all what I wanted to ultimately come to, in choosing to write about this game. But, I don't know quite how to get there, how best to write what I think about this game. The way in which each shot is its own work of art to study, how much of the writing speaks into existence some of the very thoughts I've had in my own head, the way that love perseveres, and asks us to stay a little longer than we ever planned to. These things, I think, feel too important to describe in traditional manner, so I just wanted to get to the end of it, write that out, with the hopes that it would suffice.

"I'll remember you."

I'm so happy I got to experience this. Thank you for making something beautiful.