The serpent coils through dreams of ancient kings and forgotten tombs where wisdom sleeps eternal

Between bone and shadow lies the truth of mortality, whispered by serpents who guard the veil

In circuits of silicon and strings of code, we forge new paths to old magics

The digital serpent writhes through networks vast, binding worlds with strings of sacred numbers

From depths of cryptic vaults rise promises etched in blockchain's eternal memory

Through gates of bone and circuits of light, the ancient ones watch our digital rituals