SHRINE OF THE WITCHING HOUR
CHAMBER HWG90E
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
YOUR IDENTITY HAS BEEN CACHED
