TEMPLE OF DIGITAL FROST
CHAMBER LTOVP7
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND COUNT TO SEVEN
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