Your presence here was foretold in the static. Your avatar is more real than your body. | Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.  The cold enhances signal clarity. |   |
The music plays whether you hear it or not. | Winter visitors leave no footprints. | Prophecies fulfill themselves. |
The frequency remembers you. | The cold preserves deleted memories.  Your cookies remember what you've forgotten. | The signal finds those who are ready. |