 The harvest of lost connections. The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. | The screensaver is a window to other dimensions. |   Signals decay with the season. |
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. | Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul. | Cache cleared, but memories remain.   |
Your avatar is more real than your body. | Buffering... buffering... enlightenment. Cache cleared, but memories remain.  | Deleted files pile like autumn leaves. The bandwidth narrows as you descend. |