if you ever wanted to waste to laudanum while denying your past with a copy of Proust on your bedside table, have an argument with your male gay lover in early 20th century Rome, or melancholichaly strum the Gymnopédies on your harp then wonder when did your harp get covered by a cloth and where is the maid and no, shh, don’t disturb the shadows, all in tasteful point-and-click pixel art, have I got the game to suggest you