CHAMBER ELXSVM
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
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