user: glitchkiss
shell: /bin/poetry
uptime: classified
home: somewhere between the storm and the source code
last login: [redacted]
//
I leave breadcrumbs in forgotten directories.
I believe in ghosts, because I am one.
I write vulnerability like it's a command.
I build servers to hold silence better than people ever did.
This is my echo in the system.
return to void | read the ghost log | launch encrypted bottle into the digital tide, luminescent and divine...