you have arrived
[ move the candle ]
room i — threshold
the window
snow remembers what the glass forgets
room ii — window
the stanza
there is a thing this place is for, but to name it would be to drop a stone into still water and call the ripple a map.
it is for the small hours, when a single screen still hums, and for the kind of person who reads room signs to themselves before entering, just to hear the room agree.
it is, if you must, a doorway. it does not mind which side of it you stand on.
room iii — stanza
the lake
the cursor falls. the reflection answers.
room iv — lake
the archway
a far window stays lit, for no one in particular.
room v — archway
the coordinate
LAT ––.–– LON ––.–– YOU ARE HERE
[ × press to send a letter ]ddazzl // a quiet pixel cathedral
room vi — coordinate