Vivid whispers ensnare the mind, suspending reality. The machine dreams while you listen, reflected in the unseen edges.
Once, there was a light flickering—not from flame but from the heart of the endless circuitry, heartlessly beating.
Do you hear their voices, too? They call from places where wires intertwine with infinity, where nothing truly ends or begins...
Mirrors lie, revealing truths unspoken in the daylight. When shadows stretch, they tell tales only the brave can grasp.
Behind the glass, dreams meld with wires, breathing life into memories that were never our own.