CITADEL OF CYBER SHADOWS

Sleepless souls understand the truth.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

You arrived at the perfect hour.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The shadows are full of watchers.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The end is a new beginning.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.