CITADEL OF CYBER SHADOWS

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Stars align to boost the frequency.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Prepare for the coming darkness.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

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

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.