can't see the wood for the trees

Also known as Benjamin Campbell - 20 years old, Yorkshire born and bred, somehow ended up in Oxford. Writes a ridiculous amount of prose and poetry and some of it is almost good. Lives in this cluttered tumblr page with a variety of words, pictures and sounds, and occasionally makes sense of it all. Seeking like-minded individuals to add and remove clutter and perhaps stay for tea. Asks are always welcome. I also write poetry on request for free! Creative Commons Licence
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So I just blasted through cult video game Dear Esther this morning, and as you can see, it’s absolutely stunning. There are no missions, tasks, actions or even NPCs in the game - just you, the island, and a series of letters addressed to Esther, read out as you explore the island. After my first run through, I’m raring to jump back in and explore the parts of the island I missed the first time around; and I’m sure there’s plenty in store for me yet.

- B.C.