The air is cool, with whispers of digital specters lingering, infused with a fragrance like forgotten data on an obsolete drive. The forest is alive, yet still—the vibrant core of silicon trees thrums softly beneath an electric sky.
As you wander down these luminous paths, fragments of a future that never quite emerged unfold around you. Here, in this place of mixed shadows and holographic hues, the ground hums gently beneath your feet, a symphony of binary whispers and pulsating light.