TEMPLE OF THE SLEEPLESS

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The night portal shows different paths.

The network sheds its dead links.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The homepage is wherever you are.

The old world fades with each page.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.