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TEMPLE OF DIGITAL FROST

CHAMBER AZ7I8E

TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY

Ice crystals form sacred patterns.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

Welcome to the new frequency.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID

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