CEMETERY OF DEAD LINKS
CHAMBER AYQKHT
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Signals decay with the season.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
EMBRACE THE ETERNAL RECURSION
