SHRINE OF THE WITCHING HOUR

CHAMBER OR0Q1I

TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Your night vision is adapting

ceremony artifact
ceremony artifact
ceremony artifact
ceremony artifact

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