| The mother sighs as she looks around at the stained glass, feeling an empathy with repaired things forever paired with chairs. Her daughter is already walking down the long hall, going to fast for her to follow easily in the kind of crowd a museum gets on a rainy Saturday afternoon. She stops entirely and lets the grey light turned blue and yellow wash over her as she waits for her daughter to come back. | |
| Year: 1985 | Room: the chapel |  |
This is a project for 21W765j, interactive and non-linear narrative, taught by Professor Janet Murray at MIT, spring 1998.