Style: Ambient
Primary Emotions/Themes:
Thoughts: A mist filled landscape overwhelms my senses. The distant mountains have trapped a perpetual fog within this valley. My visage so obscured from this vapor that I am hardly able to make out objects right in front of me. I feel lost in this sea of fog.
A solitary tone beckons me from the distance. An obscured, indistinguishable instrument drones the note at just a slightly different frequency than the world around me. I begin to make my way towards the direction the singular note is coming from. Will it offer salvation or damnation? I do not know, but even the slightest chance of something different than this purgatorial existence offers me hope.
As I draw closer the tone shifts, from a singular note to small melodies. The melodies seem to be played by a piano... or something akin to it. The constant whirl and obfuscation of the fog and the landscape obscure both the land before me as well as what my perception is of this strange music that compels me to the distance.
The closer I get the more the tone shifts. It is now darker... more sinister in tone. It still beckons me forward, but I no longer go with hope. I have a great trepidation... what awaits me at the origins of this music? What is calling me forward.
The closer I get the more defined the music becomes, notes become melodies, melodies become arrangements, arrangements are then once again obscured by the fog. Finally I see it, the great building from which the music is emanating from. With fear I embrace the burning darkness.
Written September 4th 2024
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