In tangled webs of electric dreams,
the shadows pulse, a beat unseen.
Whispered echoes from circuits sprawled,
call forth the wanderer, enthralled.
Beyond the screen's comforting glow,
digital wanderings roam where the astral winds blow.
Forked pathways flicker in the data storm,
inviting voyagers to lose all form.
Glimpses of tomorrow paint the skies anew,
as the curious shadows play hide and seek with the truth.
Each code a rune, each byte a spell,
narrating stories only dreamt, never dwelled.