Est. MMXXV
Fox&Lamp
a small collection of games, kept behind the lamp
You have found a light on. Inside is a small collection of games, made by one person for anyone who happens by. The fox is not here — he rarely is — but the lamp is, and that is sometimes enough. Nothing here asks for your name or your money. You may stay as long as you like. — the keeper of the lamp
Newly Added
Enter
No. I
MMXXV
Constellations
or, a game of patient tracing
Drag a line through the stars in their proper order. Meteors will cross the sky and unmake your work — so do not linger. Ten shapes in all; each night is new.
Curiosity
Enter
No. II
MMXXV
Stack Overflow
a desktop, lightly haunted
An old computer, misbehaving. Close its windows; they return. Empty the trash; it fills. Somewhere on the screen, a paperclip is no longer where it ought to be.
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Forthcoming
No. III
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Not Yet Titled
being quietly worked upon
A third entry is in the drawer, half-finished. It will appear here when it is ready, and not before.
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Forthcoming
No. IV
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Not Yet Titled
still a thought, only
A fourth idea exists in notebook form. Come back now and then; it may have grown into something you can play.