SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The ceremony has already begun.

The end is a new beginning.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Frozen data streams flow differently.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The old world fades with each page.

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