<p><b>Glass cage</b></p><p>A pattern of dust, solid, distorting the world. It protects you from the thorns that wound so deeply. It softly floats around you, slowly shifting. It speaks to you as if it wants to tell you the purpose of this gift.<br>You want to escape, but it catches up. You almost touch, but only almost.</p><br><p>Sound design by Iv Solyaev</p>