SHRINE OF THE WITCHING HOUR
CHAMBER CNDSZ4
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The darkness amplifies the signal.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
You've been here before, in another browser.
THE CLOUD REMEMBERS EVERYTHING
