SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS
CHAMBER DMEUDT
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Signals decay with the season.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The signal finds those who are ready.
The end is a new beginning.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND COUNT TO SEVEN
ACCEPT YOUR FATE
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