Every seed deserves a chance to become a tree, right?
In a world that lasts only one hundred years, what would you do to be remembered? Could anyone even remember you?
I only heard of this game recently, and that's because its publisher was folding, and with them went the game's availability on the Steam storefront. During its final days, they put it on pretty steep discount, so I snatched it up; it's not exactly a games preservation sort of thing, but it does evoke a similar sort of feeling. I think it might still be available on the developer's itch.io page. Anyway...
Nadia Was Here begins at 3pm ET!
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