TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION
CHAMBER 2FIT11
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Frozen data streams flow differently.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The network becomes the ceremony.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
CTRL+ALT+DEL WILL NOT SAVE YOU
