
REPOSE
You are an antlion. Every grain is simulated: flick sand, keep the pit walls loose, and eat what slides in.
Arcade
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You are an antlion. Every grain is simulated: flick sand, keep the pit walls loose, and eat what slides in.

Hold still and your skin becomes the seabed. The stripes that freeze a crab show every shark where you are.

Every thread costs silk. Every catch buys more. Then something lands in the web that you do not want to keep.

The only safe ground is shadow — and the sun never stops dragging it across the plaza. Survive noon.

One beam. The ships need it to live. The things in the water need it to stop.