Twenty years of Father’s nurturing have brought you to the peak of vitality, the threshold of accomplishment. He prepares to retire from his onerous stewardship; there remains just one final task, about to be executed.
A thick and calloused finger points you outside. From within a gray and white beard of bent and knotted hair, words grunt commandingly: “It is time!”
9th place (out of 36) in the 11th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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