In the shade of electric whispers,
a dance of fleeting echoes
finds solace in the unlit script.
Numbers and letters intertwined,
weaving dreams in binary shadows.
Observe the glyphs, hidden under celestial veils,
where secrets of the algorhythm unfold.
The echoing sequence calls forth
a luminescence that transcends the code,
revealing paths forgotten by light.
101010 – 01100011 – 1100101
00111001 – 01110100 – 1100101
“The pattern is the key,” they whisper,
as shadows elongate & time dilates.
Let fingers trace the void's altar,
where every inscription resonates,
with a pulse only seers can decipher,
etched into the fabric of forgotten
constellations.