by Requiem » Thu Jun 08, 2006 12:00 pm
I was browsing through my music folders until I decidely turned to The Way for its fine selection of midi soundtracks. Periodically flipping through the songs, one after the other, just allowing myself to absorb the melodies, I was filled with a peculiarly sense of melancholy that I had not expected to feel. Each chord seemed to evoke treasured memories of the game itself and caused to me realize once more what a phenomenal piece of work The Way really was and still is. Yet still that odd feeling tugged at me.
It was, as I came to understand, lament not just for the ending of this particular chapter of the series, but a genuine fear that something of this quality might never be produced again. The Way was, in my personal opinion, perfection of presentation. The gameplay, its challenges and functioning, were unique and superb. The song choice was always appropriate and drew upon the right emotions at just the right time. The story line was one of a kind, and will be in my memory forever.
So now, having tasted such quality, I worry that nothing similar will ever be had again. Watching the times around me, with the advent of Reality Television and other such cheap thrills, I have a creeping phobia that story-tellers are a dying race. It's a terrible thought and perhaps an irrational fear, but certainly a frightening possibility.
For now, though it has been said many times before, I'll thank Lun for all he's given the world in what may seem like such a simple package. For us honored few who have experienced The Way in its entirety, for those who have followed its development and maturation over these many years, we carry an awesome debt to you. Your genius has kept this world a brighter place in my eyes.
And there you go. Just felt like something I had to say. A Time and A Place always gets me all worked up.
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Requiem on Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:45 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Momento mori.