
The Story
Page 2For forty years the Horizon Lighthouse swept the sea once every eight seconds. Then came the storm. A wave took the lamp, the beam went dark, and that same night the stars fell into the sea.
Wherever a star landed, something strange grew around it: a crane yard that boxes up everything it finds, a carnival dragon that has to be the brightest thing in the sky, a forest that won't let anything change.
On the pier, the lamp's last spark landed on a little fishing float. That float is you. You are Bobber, and with the ghost of the old lighthouse keeper beside you, you'll cast your line zone by zone, win back each star and reel it home into the sky.


Old MarlaSeven stars, little float. Seven places that went wrong. And something at the bottom of the sea, counting. Let's go and see.






















