Here is some more of the still-nameless Level 06. Still very much a work in progress, but I like how it's going so far. Designing natural themes is actually a lot of fun.
In spite of the cheerful nature of this level, it is a watershed moment for the man on the boat. Up until now, and in spite of the obstacles and dangers he has faced, the island has proven to be the refuge he thought he wanted when he left home. The sad sacks have been a nuisance, the bullies a menace and the weeping shadows a legitimate threat. They continue to be so.
But, lurking underneath the scenery, creeping up behind the no-good nabobs which frequently populate it, there is one enemy which the man never even considered, never even gave a moment's thought to, until the moment his descent behind his own eyelids came to an end. This enemy hides behind no one face, wears no one skin, and fears not one move in the man's repertoire.
What chance does one man stand against
doubt?