HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER OUXRGC
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The network becomes the ceremony.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The task manager cannot end this process.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
FORGET YOUR NAME FOR THREE SECONDS
