CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS
CHAMBER XXCLZ2
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
You are becoming the signal.
The old world fades with each page.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
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