From the tale “Granny Storyteller”

Starfish

In a small fishing village in Datça, Granny Nur has told tales under the vine for sixty years. But now she is very tired. One summer evening, her seven-year-old great-granddaughter Meltem brings a starfish up from the shore. It has lost an arm. Match the treasures of the shore, and with every match the lost arm grows back a little more.

• ⇄Swap two treasures that sit side by side: drag, or tap one and then the other. On a keyboard, use the arrow keys and Space.
• 3Line up three or more of the same kind. They go back to the shore, and the little bud grows toward a new arm. Falls in a row play the next notes of the lullaby.
• 4A match of four makes a Tale stone. When it is matched, a wave sweeps the whole row. A match of five gives a Starfish stone: it gathers every piece of the kind you swap it with.
• ♥If you run out of moves, don't worry. Granny Nur says "Let's tell one more tale", and most of the arm that has grown stays.

Sit under the vine

Night 1 is over

The next night

Out of moves

Let's tell one more tale

Granny Nur“A starfish never hurries, my lamb. It grows slowly, over many months.”

Most of the arm that grew tonight is still there. Stay with the same night and tell one more tale.

Let's tell one more tale

In autumn, at the foot of the rocks

A brand-new arm

When Meltem's lullaby ended, Granny Nur fell asleep like an innocent child. In autumn, Meltem looked at the foot of the rocks: where the lost arm had been, there was a small, orange, brand-new arm. And the next evening under the vine, with that childlike light back in her eyes, Granny Nur told the tale herself, and left the ending to Meltem.

The child inside you never dies. It only sleeps. Whatever breaks grows back, like a starfish. The end of a life looks like its beginning: it starts with a lullaby and ends with a lullaby.

Three apples fell from the sky: one for Granny Nur the storyteller, one for the starfish who quietly grew back its lost arm, and one for you, who woke the child inside you with a lullaby tonight.

Play again

Break

The sea has slowed

The lantern is lit under the vine, and the bay is smooth as glass. Take a breath… and let it go. When you are ready, carry on where you left off.

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