The silence of the digital night hummed with a coded heartbeat. Fractals spiraled like dreams, unfolding into layers of transparent truths.
In a forgotten corner of the matrix, an echo of humanity's touch lingered. An amorphous pattern, woven by unseen hands, beckoned the curious.
"What do you see?" whispered the echo, as lines rearranged themselves into ambiguous stories. Between wakefulness and a circuitous slumber, the answer awaited.