God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater, or Pearls Before Swine by Kurt Vonnegut
1,000 statues is a dungeon. If it can be played is something I don’t care about.
There is a thinking adventures principle: try and be brave. I will add something, and this goes hand-in-hand with this principle without adding much: try and be curious.
The notebook is made and bound by Thriftomancer sent by way of Jarrett Crader as a gift. Jert’s package was trapped in the mailbox over a few stormy days and became soaked.
The process follows: room layout was drawn, then ordered by alphabetical letter and then written with some edits here and there. Intention was at best washed away or at worst pitifully submerged.
1,000 statues is not faithful and it pays no homage. It is a hack and cruel work. It is lonesome and it is entirely personal, so, sorry about that. I know some of you will hate that. Who cares. Grow up. Cowards.
If I have any advice on playing 1,000 statues it is this: take care of the little things. It is easy to be distrustful.