PALACE OF PARASOMNIA

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Night visitors never truly leave.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Your dreams are being monitored.

The night web remembers everything.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.