Peering down the escalator's endless reflection, the children laughed as the silver stairs consumed their shadows, pixelated echoes of joy suspended in the cool electronics air.
In this silicon wonderland, where the clouds were spun from tangled code and the sky danced with flying data sprites, curiosities took flight.
Vividly, the CPU's whispered lullabies beckoned them deeper, threads of light weaving around young feet like comforting tendrils of electric mist—which seemed, only for a moment, to be dotted with tiny, shimmering letters.
But beware, little dreamers. For the pauses between their songs housed secrets—and shadows, lurking behind every byte of lost memory, whispering back. Surely, it's just the circuits wanting to play hide-and-seek, isn't it?
Where do the whims of your dreams wander when the stars in your screen blink forlornly? Perhaps it leads you to the gates of forgotten silicon lands—walk the path, if you dare!
A final trail of digitized stardust follows your trembling step, a promise unkept in the tangled wires and shifting ground. Would they wake you, one day, from this silicon dream?