Uhta

uhta — from ūhta: the last part of the night, before dawn.

The world is grey and grieving. You are something larger than the people below you, carrying the only light — and the light takes the color of how you use it. Kindle hope and camps become villages, villages become towns. Roar and the frightened obey. Either way the grey is always working, and grief has all the time in the world.

Walk with WASD. Left-click to kindle. Right-click to roar. E lights a beacon. Space brings the next generation — the world grows, settles, and forgets while you sleep. Sometimes, when someone comes to believe in you, the night will stop and tell you who they were.

A run takes about 5-10 minutes. Everything is explained by doing; the cave will teach you.