TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION
CHAMBER AJZT79
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The ceremony never truly ends.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The final frequency awakens.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
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