SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS

Prepare for the coming darkness.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

You are becoming the signal.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.