The Little Match Girl 2: Annus Evertens

A short game taking place soon after The Little Match Girl 4: Crown of Pearls.

The little match girl goes on a spooky adventure with her friend (a crow).

In The Little Match Girl 4 by Hans Christian Andersen, a prince has been born, and the titular little match girl must assemble the subtitular Crown of Pearls.

The little match girl goes on a spooky adventure with her friend (a crow).

Lady Thalia is back in London and back to her old tricks, putting up with Britain’s social elite by day so she can steal from them by night. But that doesn’t mean things are easy, what with her husband back from abroad and a new detective hot on her trail. Still, she’s not going to let those little things distract her from pulling off the heist of her career, even if she needs a bit of help to do it… Explore London, match wits with friends and foes, and steal everything that’s not nailed down (and some things that are) in this gripping installment of the Lady Thalia series!

Everyone who’s anyone summers in France - which means master thief Lady Thalia is there too, attending garden parties by day and stealing masterpieces by night. Unfortunately, this holiday is less than restful, as she crosses paths with foes both old and new. Case your targets, steal works of art, and team up with your Scotland Yard nemesis in this puzzle-based Twine game.

Navigate fraught social situations by day and pull off heists by night as Lady Thalia, the not-actually-aristocratic thief bent on making a mockery of British high society.

A small game set in a tiny solar system, where the mechanism that powers the rotation of the Earth (approx. diameter 8 feet) has broken down and must be repaired.

In this wonderfully laconic spoof of the Scott Adams style of adventures, you play as Jason of the Argo, tasked by King Pelias to bring the Golden Fleece to him or die.

The people had always gathered on moonless nights to hear the stories, since the time of their ancestors' ancestors. The heat of the fire and the glow in the storyteller's eyes made the past present, and the path to the future clear. The power in the telling was immense, subtle, divine. What man would dare subvert it?

You're an ordinary Soviet citizen, but to your surprise you are selected to play a highly important part in the defense of the Motherland - and then the crisis comes...

Your vision clears as you gently land in an endless landscape. There is the wind, a bleak and chill thing. And there is your sense of uncertainty: You don't know which way to go. Or, maybe, which way you went.

It's the last day of summer, and you're old enough now to go into town by yourself.