Compositor: Peter Gundry.
Link do vídeo original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iF7lkXKHlA
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@23Alchemist23
Wow, nice amount of views on this! Thanks for sharing and spreading my work, appreciate it!
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@Efactor87
After her pet hydra fell, the Siren confronted the adventurers. "Why fight? Why leave this place? I have everything you need right here if only you would just listen. So be it, if this is what you want, I will sing to you your fate." Roll for initiative.
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@EllaDeeviouz
do you feel it?
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@nikaproust
I've been kind for so long ... Sometimes you just want some people to suffer intensely, healthy thought. period.
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@Aldträo
Where was this suggestion when I needed it seven years ago, Youtube?
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@tasmaniandaemon
The greatest battle is not fought with swords, but within the depths of one's own soul
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@magickman9996
16:50 sounds like they sing
"They found some pretzels! Unholy breakfast!" Hahaha swear to god.
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@brolly8310
Does this make anyone else feel hope and realisation? Like you’ve finally woken up? Everyone seems to take it as grief, dread or despair
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@user-fz1qr7do6z
love this music
@jess13l999
whenever I listen this masterpiece I feel like I'm somewhere dark and crying out so deeply it's like worshiping and talk with lord silently
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@familiari5533
"Darkness, my old friend..."
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@LonelyWhisper951
Listening this dark melody, inside the forest, between the cold and dark. This is exactly the image that I perceive listening this melody, without needing to see it.
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@MichaelRoberts-zq2xw
Whatever you do, don't stop making this kind of music.
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@AnnaLuft-i9t
Natural light. Sunlight moonlight. There not an illusion. Darkness isn't always bad. Either❤
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@JosephJackson-n5r
Gentle night... Cold, and harsh raging winds plaque as you see a silhouette of eyes, and hear movement in the darkness. Your heart starts to race as they vanish in the void. Your body grows cold, you are not alone. "Who's there ?" You ask, but all you get is silence, and the rustle of the trees . A whisper in the winds.