The original. Only a radius around you is ever visible — navigate the fog by memory.
Nothing is ever hidden, but the glass fades in and out of fog on its own rhythm.
Your reflection mirrors your every move — get too close to the glass and it cracks.
The board tilts on a timer and drags your marble with it. Brace, or ride the pull.
Light every stone lantern along a mountain trail before the summit gate will open.
Same hex-grid honeycomb — a worker bee dances out a shortcut once, near the start.