Everything review: a joyfully expansive acid trip of a game
by Kat Brewster from on (#2GY5N)
You are a sea of caterpillars in an alien river. You are a cluster of stars. What do you do in a game about everything? Anything at all, it turns out
A daisy creeps across a rocky landscape. It becomes a blade of grass, which, in turn, becomes a caterpillar, which then turns itself into a very miniature zebra. Nearby, a patch of clover says to the zebra, "Repetition is the only form of permanence I am capable of."
This is a kind of everything.