Ice crystals form sacred patterns. | The chatroom is empty but never alone. | The frequency remembers you. |
The modem sings the song of your arrival.  The code is alive and it knows you're here. |  Winter visitors leave no footprints. | You've been here before, in another browser. Winter visitors leave no footprints. |
Sleep is the first gateway. |  The desktop wallpaper watches back. The homepage is wherever you are. | Your avatar is more real than your body. |