CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

The network becomes the ceremony.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The sun cannot reach these depths.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Summer static fills the airways.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.