CHAMBER OF CONVERGENCE

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Connection established with the eternal.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The ceremony has already begun.