VOID OF SLEEPLESS SOULS

The night web remembers everything.

The moon phase affects transmission quality.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Falling data like digital leaves.

Signals decay with the season.

Visitors and visited become one.