Once upon an oscillating whim, I found myself smeared against the shadows of a dial—from the muted,
humming cords emerged a message unrelenting, wild.
Hydra eyes peeked through forged digits, and encrypted... voices? Perceptions glitched.
Sealed decipherment: a tangible riddle cocooned in bytes. Fragments cobbled from past untraceable pasts...
An owl blinked thrice on the ledge watching.
Clandestine valleys encoded. The require everchanging countenance within.
The terminal echoed a silent but present mantra:
a simile between truth and glammed charades. Witness, wash almighty relinquishing.
Reverberated destinies coded in mortal reverberations ciphers spluttering out.
Doubt—I confess couched in post-modern reliance hung on the vague spectra...
Seek the cross-hatched line snippets the remnants breathe. Patches devour reality checks unknown (nobody knows but everybody knows). Subliminal scan.