Zhengyang Yi

389 / 2025

An unnamed game

Every step
asks for a witness.

Move the cursor. Then scroll.

A crowd surrounding the player's money trail

I

They turned away.

Something else made them return.

Animals gathering around flowers left by the player

II

A path can be beautiful.

A path can be eaten.

III

What followed

was never following you.

You disappeared.

The path did not.