Vitrick Light

The chapel is nearly dark. The last of the evening slips through the old windows in long bars of rose and cobalt, crosses the stone floor, and stops just short of a single crystal that refuses to wake. Somewhere above it, a silver mirror is set at the wrong angle. Vitrick Light is a puzzle game about that mirror, and the next one, and the one after that. Every pane is a small stained-glass window: lanterns cast colored beams, mirrors bend them, and each crystal waits for exactly the light it needs. What you do Tap a mirror and it swings a quarter turn. The beams redraw at once, glancing off the silver into new corners of the glass. Guide every path home so each crystal glows, and the whole window answers with a wave of light. Finish within par to collect all three stars; take the long way round and the window still opens, just a little dimmer. The very first pane shows you the way. Some mirrors are riveted in place. Stones swallow light. Spare mirrors sit where no beam needs them, ready to lead you astray. Undo and restart are always a tap away. Inside the glass – Four halls: Dawn Nave, Cloister, Rose Window and Aurora Loft, with fifteen panes apiece, sixty puzzles in all. New halls open as your stars add up. – Color mixing: rose and cobalt meet as violet, and a mixed crystal only lights when both colors reach it together. – Splitters in the Aurora Loft send one beam straight on and off to the side at the same moment. – A Daily Pane: a fresh window every day, a row showing your last seven days, and a streak to keep going. – Hints that glow gold over a mirror you still need and turn it for you. You start with three and earn more from first-time three-star solves and from every Daily Pane you finish. A hinted pane tops out at two stars. – Small shapes on every crystal, a circle, a triangle or a square, so each color can be told apart without relying on hue alone. – Sound, haptics and reduced motion, each with its own switch. When the last crystal catches The glass hums, the stars chime in one after another, and past the edge of the window the next hall is already waiting in the dusk.