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I was inspired by that two-headed calf poem

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Timmy never let go of his bunny.

That’s how they knew he must be dead.

The… thing… had it now.

They were so close to understanding.

You never knew what happened. For your consciousness was snatched away into an unknown dimension.

Hi everyone! These are scenes from SHORAPAN, a narrative adventure we’re making with hand-drawn art and animation.

You play as a basket weaver living in a strange city ruled by a religious order. Rain, rituals and a crimson sky are just everyday life here. I wanted the city to feel unsettling, but also like a place people actually call home. Does it feel like somewhere you could settle into, or somewhere you’d want to leave immediately?