This is a memorial game. CW: mention of death of infant, illness, grief

I wrote this game to remember Nicolas, who was born in summer 2004, after my graduation from middle school.

It has been 13 years since I've buried them, some weeks after giving birth.

Nico  had a brief life full of smells, little discoveries, naps and breast-feeding sessions. But the world hasn't seen much of him in return. 

With each passing year, his voice has become softer, his smell more distant. This game's a document of despair or honour: I'm desperate to remember who my son was. I'm honouring his place on this world by inviting you. 

Play and bear witness.