a new description

I rethought the story along the lines of our conversation yesterday..... does this seem like an interesting direction?:

PART1-GARDNS

Set in a dense dark wilderness, teams of primate-like beasts struggle for their basic life necessities: food, water, shelter. This tense pulse permeates all aspects of the garden except one small beacon; a team of human-like characters shrouded in only a faint spiritual mist, otherwise naked to this harsh jungle. The suspected death of one of these spirit-figures launches the whole tribe into an unhinged frenzy making the group disassemble. We follow one of these figures as she retreats deep into the wild to discover her salvation in a lump of dirt (food): a small sharp cube. As she digs further in this patch of dirt she discovers countless cubes, intuitively assembling them into a shelter. Protection through isolation.

The adam+eve allegory is apparent here, hand drawn and organically animated (except for our protogonists' vector eyes).

PART2-BLCKS

Set in a vast hard-edged city, a group of future-humans navigate the world they conjured. This landscape is marked by cube-like cells relegated to complete individual tasks. The characters in this world costume themselves according to the task each pursues. Our protagonist, donning a mortarboard cap and pilgrim suit, sits alone in her block assembling and reassembling square discs. Each permutation develops a new lens through which we can view new angles/scenes of this city-life. Amidst this mundane process a violent storm tears into her cubicle, scattering our protagonist and her discs deep into a sinkhole formed from the earthly storm. In the dark subterranean isolation we see a new arrangement of this lens; a view into the future.

1980's video game science fiction, geometrically flash animated.

PART3-FLATS

A sprawling desolation; the psychic wilderness of death. Our protagonist sits alone beneath a fabric of energetic particles. Flat earth, flat sky; pierced by the recognition of the particles' makeup. Countless shifting symbols lit like neon gifs, flowing like a flooded river. This sheet of information envelops the lone character in blind light. From this rainbow symphony emerges a dark organic mist that clothes our vulnerable protagonist in a freshly enlightened shroud. Alone she ventures across the desolate plane to travel unknowingly into the horizon.