Friends, comrades:

I feel I have let you down grievously. In my hack based on The Waves, of a game featuring the passage of time, I have failed to give you a weather interlude called The Waves in which you could say stuff like "The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall. The waves were steeped deep-blue save for a pattern of diamond-pointed light on their backs which rippled as the backs of great horses ripple with muscles as they move. The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping."

This omission was such a grave failure on my part that, despite the fact that I am mid-playtest and may have more Percival content for you soon, I knew I had to update the document without delay.

There's also a new weather interlude called Tides providing all new ways to be sad and obsessive about Percival.

Happy 2025!