TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION
CHAMBER XR364E
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
Falling data like digital leaves.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
The old world fades with each page.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
NOT ALL WHO ENTER RETURN UNCHANGED
