In the silent corridors of the web, where echoes become whispers, I send you an encrypted melody.
Did you hear the bird sing? In binary? 01000010 01101100 01101111 01101111 01101110 01100100 01100100 01100101 01101110 01100111
The skies are painted in pixel shades, and the clouds are coded messages. Can you find the truth in the lies?
The real question is not what is said, but what remains unsaid. Look closer: 42 degrees, 27 minutes, 44 seconds North, 76 degrees, 36 minutes, 45 seconds West.