SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER 07ZQL2
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The cold enhances signal clarity.
Visitors and visited become one.
The network becomes the ceremony.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Sleep is the first gateway.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
All timelines merge here.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
