Initial Sketch of the game













This is my initial sketch of the game.

What do I have to develop? : need to crate a character for the game, need to have a nice background-possibly scrolling background, need to edit the star



Inspired by the poem, “Stopping by woods on a snowy evening”, I decided to use a background that features a beautiful scenery of a small village, with the calm music.

I played several “ORISINAL” games ( link : ) and also downloaded the musics that they use and listened to them; I wanted to know what kind of music that they used, and how it is fit to the game.

After that, I tried to find a nice and calm music that can be used for my game. Then, finally, I found the music called “Kiss the rain” – Yiruma.

Poem Analyse

About Robert Frost’s poem, ” Stopping by woods on a snowy evening”

The speaker in this poem is stopping by some woods on a snowy evening. He or she takes in the lovely scene in near-silence, is tempted to stay longer, but acknowledges the pull of obligations and the considerable distance yet to be traveled before he or she can rest for the night; as it is shown in the last stanza ; And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

How is it structured?
– The poem consists of four (almost) constructed stanzas.
– Each line is iambic, with four stressed syllables:

Within the four lines of each stanza, the first, second, and fourth lines rhyme.The third line does not, but it sets up the rhymes for the next stanza.For example, in the third stanza, queer, near, and year all rhyme, but lake rhymes with shake, mistake, and flake in the following stanza.

The notable exception to this pattern comes in the final stanza, where the third line rhymes with the previous two and is repeated as the fourth line.

My Favorite line?

“The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,”.
Such great imagery and lyricism to this poem – love it!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening 

By. Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Using Poetry –>¬† Set Design concept (imaginary) –> Choose Sound (calm music)–> Implementation (coding) –> Finalise