You Died On A Tuesday
You died on a Tuesday. I stayed behind.
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Content Warnings
Visual: Body parts, organs
Non-visual: Death, grief, mild body horror
A very short bit of prose,
made in bitsy with borksy for bitsy jam 75: waiting
Images converted with pixsy
Music by Dark Fantasy Studio
Development log
- YDOAT 1.1 - Bug FixedAug 11, 2023
Comments
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this is so beautiful!
beautiful, the music really brings it all together
Beautiful. Hauntingly sad. An experience that lingers.
this was beautiful. thank you for sharing it with us
Gorgeous artwork. Genuinely impressed by the pumping heart, keep it up!!!
oughhhhh this is stunning. all of it– words, imagery, palette; it all just blends together to make something beautiful <3
man this made me sad... its rare to find games like this on itch amazing game nonetheless
10/10 would recommend this story to anybody and everybody!
This short story made me think about how I have a tendency to mourn things and people that have not yet happened, nor passed.
I am scared to connect and make memories with the people I hold dear to myself because anytime I do so, I am hit with the guilt of knowing I have not spent enough time with them, It is a spiraling loop that will only end in one way, the one way I am most terrified of; when the opportunity of making memories with them is gone, and I am left with nothing but guilt.
I am terrified because I know the ones I hold dear will not and cannot stay with me in life forever.
Thank you for the thoughtful comment and for sharing your fears here. Loss is terrifying. It’s so easy to get so caught up in mourning the future that it becomes much harder to appreciate the present, thus losing even more time. It’s ironic and it’s a hard cycle to break.
As you can probably tell by this story, I’m the opposite; what worries me is how quickly I’ve learned to move on from grief, but that also puts me in a similar cycle of my own. I don’t have any words of wisdom or solutions, but I do know that loving and being loved is a beautiful sort of pain, and at the end of the day, one single memory goes a long, long way.
Very well done.
Thanks!
this was beautifully written and illustrated. thanks for making it :)
Thank you, I appreciate that!