i've just seen web4, and it is a white limestone castle looming on the forest promontory — you can see its turrets and its great portal whispering through the dense fog that besieges the mountain always. a great sorcerer once paced these vaulted halls but no more. now it is empty
      …in reply to @404boyfriend
      you can feel the eyes of forest folk on you on your path up to the gates — nervous to see if you'd really dare enter. there are yet echoes of magic here, you can feel them dancing into and out of your bones as you cross the flagstones of the bridge into the mouth of the castle.
        …in reply to @404boyfriend
        you left your phone with your car, on the shoulder of the main road, a mile or so back. you knew the moment you saw the path curving off up the mountain that this place was a realm untouched by the internet, a bastion from "content" and "engagement".
          …in reply to @404boyfriend
          in a few hours, or maybe a thousand, you'll return to your car, start it up, carefully pull back onto the road, and you'll forget every wonder beheld inside the walls of the castle — just as there is no room for cyberspace in this world, there is no room for magic in yours.