Reflecting Dlareg

Luck was not on his side this time. Another WHOOSH of blackness blasted from the square he'd stepped on. The same experience as before once again resulted in Gerald having to get up from the floor. The path faded and shifted into a new one, resetting the game for the second time.

A shimmer rippled over the squares though, which he was sure hadn't happened last time, suggestion something might be a bit different this time. Either way, he had to start over from square one.

When Gerald stepped onto the cautionary square, it wasn't the only one that changed colour this time. The safe one beside him, then a other cautionary beside that, also changed to give him a stronger clue as to where he was and what moves could be next. Was it the magical game or the Founders that somehow took pity on him for having not succeeded yet?