(set:$counter1 to 2)(live: 1s)[(set: $counter1 to it -1)(if: $counter1 is 0)[(stop:)(t8n: "dissolve")+(t8n-time: 1s)[You could become blue.]]]
(set:$counter2 to 4)(live: 1s)[(set: $counter2 to it -1)(if: $counter2 is 0)[(stop:)(t8n: "dissolve")+(t8n-time: 1s)[And so, eventually, you [[do.->enter]]]]]
You tumble deep into a world that either asks [[too much->description]] or [[too little->description]] of its visitors.
You stand on a dark stone cliff overlooking a turbulent ocean and a raging storm. [[Lightning->elaboration 1]] splits the sky, far off in the distance, and tall waves pummel the [[rocks->elaboration 2]] far below you.
Thunder rumbles in the distance, and occasionally, there’s a [[flash->stare]] of white light. It blinds you, briefly, then fades. You wonder how long the lightning will stay on the horizon. You wonder if it will come closer.
You peer down, squinting in the rain, to see water and foam beating furiously at the base of the cliff. The waves wash again and again over the rocky beach, sending smaller stones [[scattering->stare]] from their places.
You can't bring yourself to move. You stand staring at the world seething around you. Soon, a tall [[man->person]] in dark armour climbs up the cliff behind you and comes to stand by your side.
//“Can I ask you something?”// he asks. You glance at him and notice symmetrical blue markings painted across his face. He takes a deep breath. //“How do you see the world?”//
[["In black and white."->yes]]
[["In shades of grey."->no]]
[["In colour."->neutral]]
The man nods. //“It’s easier to see the world in black and white, isn’t it? It is for me.”// He looks out at the storm, then back at you. //“You must be [[tired.->proposal]] You can let go now.”//
The man hesitates. //“I’ve never known what to do with grey, personally.”// He looks out at the storm, then back at you. //“You must be [[tired.->proposal]] You can let go now.”//
The man smiles. //“A nice sentiment. I wish I could still do that, too.”// He looks out at the storm, then back at you. //“You must be [[tired.->proposal]] You can let go now.”//
//“Will you let go? You have to, sooner or later.”//
[["I can't."->bad]]
[["I'll try."->good]]
The storm suddenly picks up, the wind and rain pushing furiously against you. You [[fight->exit (bad)]] to stay standing. The man smiles sadly. //“You know this can’t last.”//
Some of the [[fight->exit (good)]] goes out of the storm. Suddenly, the wind doesn’t seem so strong and the rain doesn’t seem so harsh. The man smiles gently. //“I’m proud of you.”//
He stretches once, as if preparing for a fight, then turns to go.
(live: 4s)[(goto: "you could (good)")]
//“... Sooner or later, you could (link-repeat: "crash.")[(goto-url:"https://you-could-become.neocities.org/blue.html")] Hard.”//
//“... You could (link-repeat: "crash,")[(goto-url:"https://you-could-become.neocities.org/blue.html")] but that’s okay. You’ll make it.”//
He stretches once, as if preparing for a fight, then turns to go.
(live: 4s)[(goto: "you could (bad)")]