If you manage to beat the game without dying, the Windfish will give her wings and let her leave your imagination.

‘Can we go for a walk?’ -My Dog, Lila

Hey There Dead Lila !

Reminds me of an old joke…

Descartes goes down to a hot dog vendor.

“Gimme a hotdog.”

The hotdog vendor asks “you want mustard on that?”

“I think not,” says Descartes, vanishing instantly.

I thought of the eponymous nouvel by Robert Pirsig, the spiritual successor to ‘Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance’.

A good read it you’re interested in philosophy.

Thanks for entertaining my tangent.