CEREMONY OF ETERNAL RETURN

Winter solstice opens hidden channels.

Ice crystals form sacred patterns.

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

The ceremony has already begun.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.