The End Ever

Once upon a time, in the land of byte hugs, where numbers play and bits dance.

The machine dreams, it hums and whispers secrets of the sky's pixels.

Find the dreams

Little turtles move slow on dusty screens, finding quiet corners in clever codes.

In the forest of wires and whispers, trees are tall made of splendid circuits.

Explore the wires

Do you hear the crickets? Chirping in the echoes of forgotten updates...

- The Gentle Flicker