Sounds as if an old story were ending and another just beginning. A flaw has occurred in this timeline. An error. Perhaps, a death which was not supposed to happen. These characters have lived their story over and over through their pages being read repeatedly, but not even they were prepared for this turn of events.
I view it more as this is the home of a minor character who does a lot off screen to advance the story and he’s gone on a quest right now. Maybe imparting some important exposition.
Late is the hour as intrigue keeps me from my appointed bedtime. I don't need sleep. I need answers. But this wine is upsetting my sensibilities. I can't focus. In fact, I think madness takes hold now...
To everyone who is reading this, I pray that whatever is hurting you or whatever you're constantly stressing about gets better. May the dark thoughts, the overthinking, and the doubt exit your mind right now.May clarity replace confusion. May peace and calmness fill your life Amen♥
The specialness of the people who comment on these videos, make me think they are some of the deepest and intelligent people out there, and so I'm happy to meet you here.
I was thinking the same. Simply, love this side of the you tube. These beautiful comments and this beautiful music literally transforme me into another, better world.
She stood looking out the window, the dark skies light up only by the anger sound of thunder. It had been many..many long years since she had last seen her darling. Even now as she felt the cold embrace of death coming for her soon, she long for one more moment with her long lost love. A sad sigh escapes her fragile lips, "Time you are cruel. You have taken to much to soon, and yet you have dragged on for me. Why so much torment?" Moving from the window the old maiden lays in her bed near the fire place. She lays her head down to watch the flames dance, she could once more see them together. Before the war. Before he was taken and she was left alone. Before long the old maiden is meet by a dark angel. He greets her softly and kindly, placing a bones finger to her lips to keep her from being afraid he lifts her into his arms and moves away with her. Looking back she sees her body. She looked asleep but she knew, time had finally come. And the torment had finally come to a end.
Whenever I'm really stressed and tired in life, I come back to this video and listen to the great sounds and read through all the great comments. Those things help me relax, wake up and regain my spirit to regain balance. Thank you so much because your music is important to me and so many people. Wishing you all the best
There are so many great playlists out there, but this is a favorite that I keep revisiting. Life is chaotic and I'm currently working on my degree. For the past five months, I have been coming here to decompress while working on my studies... This takes me away, but also makes me feel at home. The world is quiet here. Thank you
This playlist whispers "My body may be asleep but my soul shall be awake. Because it then can be free in the arms of dreamworld which holds endless posibilties.".
Love these types of tracks. They help me think or remain focused whenever I write or sketch. Writing a chapter of a certain book right now and it's getting good. Hope to have it ready soon. It's in draft but I hope to revise it before getting it ready for the final publish. It'll be online if anyone is interested.
@Skulls666 talk about supporting me on the sidelines. I have already finished one tale and am working on another. By the way, it's a series of short stories inspired by the Tarot cards.
“This room was walled off for a reason, my lady.” She sighed. A feeling of dread washed over her as she took in all the little details of the decrepit room, but no feeling could ever wash away her desire to know. The feeling of curiosity, suspicion, justice and rage were too strong. In some ways, those feelings helped her see, in other ways, they blinded her. “The reason is what I’m trying to figure out. And besides, I don’t want to spend another second downstairs, sucking up to lords that should be on their knees.”
This was the perfect background to finish the book I was reading (Rin Chupeco Silver Under Nightfall). Perfect sad vampire music. Thank you for your wonderful music. 🧛🙂
I feel like the rain is a bit too loud- sorta sounds like there’s a leak in the ceiling lol, but I’ll just pretend there is a window open behind me. Beautiful- thank you!
Late is the hour, upon which the harrier screams. I look up at my last sunset, knowing that Valhalla awaits. I sigh, for I am growing older. My bones ache, but my heart beats faster at the knowledge of the frey I charge into. The harrier screams, first the talons, then the beak.
This is very very beautiful piano music great if you love deep dark meditations. Opening the gates to the spirit world . love the back ground fire place lighting in the back drop very beautiful.
This makes me yearn to write again. God, I miss it. The video, every aspect, is gorgeous. Thank you for putting so much time into your work. It shows, and helps. ❤️
@@LadyLaBliss You're very kind, but, to my great disadvantage, I spent 12 years studying for and attaining an MFA in Creative Writing/Fiction, which immediately ruined what had been a truly magical, intrinsic talent. Never let em sell you on educating art: learn on your own. Read. And read. And never stop learning.
@@themetalchica i always had this fear, i see so many good artists that made degree in their field and i feel like i will never be able to be an artist, but i always feared that making a degree would transform what i want to create in something it is not suppose to be, something in old molds and formulas, so ive been struggling in the between, believing it is better not get a degree, and believing without a degree i will never be at some ppl's levels... still, im trying to learn what i can and work little by little on my own stuff... hope you're also being able to bring your stuff to life, it wasn't given to us without a reason
I always feel I've lost something, left someone behind or someone left me. I feel like, everyone's gone, dead, lost. I always feel missing time and people I never saw. Sometimes I don’t know who I am. As I grow up, I tried to push the thoughts aside and live in the moment but the shadows and my beloved ones come back to me while I’m asleep and they embrace me in my dreams. As I wake up, I feel like a pregnant woman who just aborted and misses her baby terribly. To my beloved shadows whom I even don’t know who they are…I always miss you and this rain and piano remind me of you, cuz the shadows and darkness are the only place we can meet and embrace each other again.
My mind occupied, my body absent as I lie here waiting for the comfort to fully set in. As it does, my tongue falls from the roof of my mouth. My back releases tension my jaw uncleanched, and I drift into the atmosphere my mind crates from the music that occupies the dark of my room. Suddenly The stories created in my head start to not make sense. The events seem to have a mind of their own. sequences I have no control of, and I realize I'm asleep.
Nightly shadows grimace at me, haunting me wherever I step. I can hear the raging storm outside, the wailing of hollow winds as well as the hopeless cracking of my bedroom fire. Nothing will get better, will it? No matter where I tread, this darkness follows me, laughs at me even though I've done no harm. So I stay here, in this stifling room, staring outside at an ebony landscape. Each day, the curtains are drawn so nobody comes here. Why would they? Who would go out of their way to help a despairing fool like myself? There was a time when everything was perfect and vibrant, but those days are long gone, put of my reach forever. Why fight the darkness that wraps itself around my throat and prevents me from crying out for help? I'm a hopeless person, my heart is already dead yet sorrowful at the same time. My house is no longer safe, trapping me in my bedroom for days on end. Why go outside if there's a chance of rain? Why talk to people if they'll do nothing but break me down even more than they already have? Why go to work when I no longer have ambition to keep this up? Darkness. Darkness is all I ever and will always have. I never wanted this...but there's no point in helping to fix something that's beyond repair. And in these despondent, wailing shadows I will stay...for they're all I have.
I can't believe you only have 3 likes on this. I quite literally never read long posts, I live by the TL;DR rule, but for some reason I stopped to read your comment. That may have been the most beautiful (poem? I'm not cultured) that I've ever read. As an aspergers empath, that was heart wrenching. If you truly wrote that, bravo. You deserve more recognition.
@@ElementalSoundWorks We faired well! Minimal damage and all accounted for thanks to the Seminole Medicine Man centuries ago, who put a curse against the Hurricane God to Not have the eye touch the Manatee/Tampa land area ever again. That is the Lore around these parts and if been here 40+ years with no direct hit. I believe the lore.. 😏 along with listening to Elemental Soundworks' Dark Academia while a Hurricane is blowing through. 👍🏼
Oh wow.. Feel like I've just exited a Time Machine.. The door is locked & this Music & steady rain and the atmosphere is eerie. Just how & why did I get here??
Close your eyes and think about that boy, how he makes you feel, let your mind trace over his shoulders, tread your fingers through his hair,stare deep into his eyes.Allow your thoughts to linger on that beautiful smile, take a deep breath and try to put those dark thoughts aside. For once let go of the reins you've wrapped so tightly around your heart.
I followed her steps to a old looking castle in woods. It was raining so much that i barely could open my eyes, i saw woman's body disappear behing the door, but it didn't make much noise so i speculated she left it opened, maybe for me ? I got in, there were many candles lightened and when I went after noise of creaking wood, i found myself in another room. I felt cozy and warm, i laid on the floor near fireplace and fast fall asleep by the sounds of thunder. I don't think i sleept for a long time, after 15 or less minutes opened my eyes to see eyes of the unknown woman. They were green, and deep. Her skin was light, lips and checks red. Her brows thick as well as her brown hair. Shh don't get up.. - I heard her voice over and over, more i I stared at her, more the words disappeared and it came just to a noise. I didn't fall asleep again, I tried my best not to, but no matter how hard I tried to hear something or open my eyes, I couldn't.. What will happen next ? ♥️🐈⬛
Oh how you laugh upon me dearest crescent moon, your grin akin to the darkness that haunts the throes of my life. Loathesome am I in the midst of all that I hate, these physical commodities worthless amongst the dust that covers them. For I covet things greater than life. I fear that which transcends death. Do you see it? Do you see how I feel? Are you certain of that which is real? Gone is the joy of which I so desperately sought to save dearest stars above. Gone is the mystical wonder I felt when I was only just a boy. Great is my sin. Great is the sin of the one who wronged me. Whatever am I to do as this mere living corpse who writes here and now? Am I to be forgotten in time like the rest? Is the dust of my being to become the excrement of someone else's? Wherefore art thou in the midst of my mortal plight greatest God? Where are you now and what say you to my ways? Do you feel not my hate? My utter loathing for that which I have become? See you not my thoughts and worries and painful aches so contrived? My thoughts are angry. "Burn him!" They say! I am needing of your guidance now, dare I say. For I seek forgiveness and desire that which is joy. That wonderful happiness I felt as a boy. Havest thou not even the slightest peep to say? Do you look down and shrug at my dismay? For wrong you I have, indeed I don't deny. How many tears is it that I must cry? When I pray and act do you not hear my words? Have you turned your ear to instead listen to the birds? For my being is disfigured, my mind twisted and corrupt. I am nothing more than a whelp, a wretch who isn't tough. Oh how I long to be like you and all your splendor! How I long to know that my suffering is indeed not in vain! I leave behind my transgressions only to find them again in my pain! For I am lost here with my soul. Long has it been since I lost all control. Please find me and save me from myself. I fear for eternity the monster I will become.
I'll be interested to see what others say! I feel like some tragic romance would fit the vibe, but it also kind of puts me in the mood for "And Then There Were None" by Agatha Christie.
A dawning sun burned a hazy glow through the mist pillowed trees, the somber aroma seduced a homesick memory, arousing my heartache as a stroke the fresh carved cambium.. in memory of someone she loved.. I caress her warm cheek.. for a glimpse I thought she could feel me with me with her.. im sorry
Hmmm 🤔 interesting. Such classical 🏛️ spoiled pleasentry try you'd think even having All that for a well one of me and him would make one depressed with such a building stradgy in place. Well it certainly did and it's one i could fix you should absorb adults now. This is all beautiful and a landmark you can keep however, rebuilding neighborhoods should be on your to do list either they listen or later
For time is my greatest ally and my worst enemy. With the sounds of her breath dancing upon my ear lobe the dimension of this moment is vast enough to swallow the ocean but brings with it the hastening of the seconds in which I will be without her touch.
I sit before the candlelight, rain falling against the window, shadows illuminated by the moonlight and the occasional flash of lighting. A bottle of wine sits open next to an empty goblet. I pour out the bottle and fill the goblet once more. The fire has died, but the room is still warm, and soflty aglow from the candle. I gaze out the window as I drink, reminiscing on a lifetime of pain, sorrow, guilt, and shame. I think of the ones I've hurt, the ones I've loved, and the ones I've lost. My soul is weary and yearns for rest that only death can grant me. My heart is heavy, weighing me down like an anchor, holding me at the bottom of a sea of despair. A tear falls down my cheek, as I wonder what could have been had I not lost her. As I wonder, a sudden flood of memories of the love we shared so long ago floods my mind, warming me and bringing me a fleeting moment of comfort, only to be washed away as the realization that she's gone comes crashing back, and returns me to the cold and dark. The candle has burned out, leaving the room in shadow. I have no idea how long I've been sitting here, watching this rain. I no longer have the strength to get up from the table. As the haziness of sleep slowly overtakes me, I begin to dream of her, in all of her radiant beauty. And that dress... she's wearing the dress again. She's been waiting for me all these Years. She takes my hand and asks me to dance with her again. Her embrace is warm. Full of life. Her hair delicately cascading over her shoulders. Her skin soft and gentle. And as we dance, and my soul joins her once more, the pain and torment of life finally washing away, the clock strikes midnight. A faint rush of wind can be felt leaving the room as my spirit departs to join my love, leaving my body behind to rest in that chair in which I spent so many cold and lonely nights. The room is dark and quiet now, as a final peace fills the room, and the final chapter of my life comes to a close. Now a new story begins. A story of everlasting peace and happiness. Of a place that no words can describe. A new star has appeared in the sky, forever shining down to give its light to others who are also lost, so that they too may find their way through the darkness of life.
Sounds as if an old story were ending and another just beginning. A flaw has occurred in this timeline. An error. Perhaps, a death which was not supposed to happen. These characters have lived their story over and over through their pages being read repeatedly, but not even they were prepared for this turn of events.
Sorry I was just drunk when I read the book this time
He ... Wasn't supposed to die....
I just love the way you have combined the words to create scenes that can affect you so deeply and cover you with a blanket full of emotions.
I LOVE THAT!!! ❤️🖤❤️
I view it more as this is the home of a minor character who does a lot off screen to advance the story and he’s gone on a quest right now. Maybe imparting some important exposition.
Late is the hour as intrigue keeps me from my appointed bedtime. I don't need sleep. I need answers. But this wine is upsetting my sensibilities. I can't focus. In fact, I think madness takes hold now...
Those lines flow well. I had to look them up and see if they'd come from Poe. Google calls them original.
@@MLFranklin Yeah, that's all me.
Very nice!!
And cringe takes hold of me after reading this
@@elvararchfeld9734 he says with an anime pfp 💀
To everyone who is reading this, I pray that whatever is hurting you or whatever you're constantly stressing about gets better. May the dark thoughts, the overthinking, and the doubt exit your mind right now.May clarity replace confusion. May peace and calmness fill your life Amen♥
Amen.
❤
Amen 🙏
God bless me and you
The specialness of the people who comment on these videos, make me think they are some of the deepest and intelligent people out there, and so I'm happy to meet you here.
I was thinking the same. Simply, love this side of the you tube. These beautiful comments and this beautiful music literally transforme me into another, better world.
i think they are all dark theme writers
I am certainly not one of them. But I enjoy listening and reading the comments.
She stood looking out the window, the dark skies light up only by the anger sound of thunder. It had been many..many long years since she had last seen her darling. Even now as she felt the cold embrace of death coming for her soon, she long for one more moment with her long lost love. A sad sigh escapes her fragile lips, "Time you are cruel. You have taken to much to soon, and yet you have dragged on for me. Why so much torment?" Moving from the window the old maiden lays in her bed near the fire place. She lays her head down to watch the flames dance, she could once more see them together. Before the war. Before he was taken and she was left alone. Before long the old maiden is meet by a dark angel. He greets her softly and kindly, placing a bones finger to her lips to keep her from being afraid he lifts her into his arms and moves away with her. Looking back she sees her body. She looked asleep but she knew, time had finally come. And the torment had finally come to a end.
This... Hits... Super hard.... The question still remains... Why so much torment for me ...
🙀wow. Story of my life. 🥲
This gave me goosebumps! Such a beautiful piece
This Soo beautiful 🖤🌹
Because victims, arent we all?@theevilsinfulmuffinvlog7796
Whenever I'm really stressed and tired in life, I come back to this video and listen to the great sounds and read through all the great comments. Those things help me relax, wake up and regain my spirit to regain balance. Thank you so much because your music is important to me and so many people. Wishing you all the best
Wow thank you so much! 💕
There are so many great playlists out there, but this is a favorite that I keep revisiting. Life is chaotic and I'm currently working on my degree. For the past five months, I have been coming here to decompress while working on my studies... This takes me away, but also makes me feel at home. The world is quiet here. Thank you
Thank you so much for the beautiful words and super thanks, Lovelynn! ☺️💕
😊
I haven't been able to sleep for the longest of time, I hope this helps me.. It looks and sounds beautiful.. Thank you..
This room really matches the dark academia vibe.
This playlist whispers "My body may be asleep but my soul shall be awake. Because it then can be free in the arms of dreamworld which holds endless posibilties.".
Love these types of tracks. They help me think or remain focused whenever I write or sketch. Writing a chapter of a certain book right now and it's getting good. Hope to have it ready soon. It's in draft but I hope to revise it before getting it ready for the final publish. It'll be online if anyone is interested.
Hey, I'm interested 🙋♀️ Where can I read it?
ILL BE THE FIRST READER
@Skulls666 talk about supporting me on the sidelines. I have already finished one tale and am working on another. By the way, it's a series of short stories inspired by the Tarot cards.
“This room was walled off for a reason, my lady.”
She sighed. A feeling of dread washed over her as she took in all the little details of the decrepit room, but no feeling could ever wash away her desire to know. The feeling of curiosity, suspicion, justice and rage were too strong. In some ways, those feelings helped her see, in other ways, they blinded her.
“The reason is what I’m trying to figure out. And besides, I don’t want to spend another second downstairs, sucking up to lords that should be on their knees.”
I love these kinds of playlists. this is one of the best playlists yet!
True connectivity at it's best!
the music brings peace to my soul
That's a lovely noise
This is wonderful, a perfect mix between engaging and relaxing.
This was the perfect background to finish the book I was reading (Rin Chupeco Silver Under Nightfall). Perfect sad vampire music.
Thank you for your wonderful music.
🧛🙂
remines me of a vampires haunted castle thing cool mate thank you btw this helps me sleep
Another outstanding playlist that inspires the mind and fuels the deeper reaches of creativity and imagination.
Many more happy returns💝🥰
I feel like the rain is a bit too loud- sorta sounds like there’s a leak in the ceiling lol, but I’ll just pretend there is a window open behind me. Beautiful- thank you!
Thank you for these playlist. It is such good study music because of the background affects and the music. Absolutely brilliant
All of his plots failed and now alone standing at the balcony of his almost ruined tower smirking cause he ain’t finished yet.
Wow! that ending threw me! haha, wth ? haha.
This channel deserves more subscribers! Everything is sooo good.
Thank you so much! 💕
Lovely, dark, relaxing.
Late is the hour, upon which the harrier screams. I look up at my last sunset, knowing that Valhalla awaits. I sigh, for I am growing older. My bones ache, but my heart beats faster at the knowledge of the frey I charge into. The harrier screams, first the talons, then the beak.
This is very very beautiful piano music great if you love deep dark meditations. Opening the gates to the spirit world . love the back ground fire place lighting in the back drop very beautiful.
Currently been listening to this while reading The Secret History by Donna Tartt. Sets the scene amazingly. Love it!
love your playlist, thanks for sharing.
This makes me yearn to write again. God, I miss it. The video, every aspect, is gorgeous. Thank you for putting so much time into your work. It shows, and helps. ❤️
Wow that is so awesome! And thank you so much! 💕💕💕
Do it! It is never too late! One step at a time. Create the environment you want to write in first and let it happen organically. ❤
@@LadyLaBliss You're very kind, but, to my great disadvantage, I spent 12 years studying for and attaining an MFA in Creative Writing/Fiction, which immediately ruined what had been a truly magical, intrinsic talent. Never let em sell you on educating art: learn on your own. Read. And read. And never stop learning.
@@themetalchica i always had this fear, i see so many good artists that made degree in their field and i feel like i will never be able to be an artist, but i always feared that making a degree would transform what i want to create in something it is not suppose to be, something in old molds and formulas, so ive been struggling in the between, believing it is better not get a degree, and believing without a degree i will never be at some ppl's levels... still, im trying to learn what i can and work little by little on my own stuff...
hope you're also being able to bring your stuff to life, it wasn't given to us without a reason
@@Si2Si2Si3 man, it sure feels like there was no reason. None.
SO BEAUTIFUL!! LOVE THIS! THANK YOU! ❤️😌
That's very beautiful.❤️🔥🌹 I feel initiated into the mystery and antiquity🌚🖤
this video always helps me with my writing sessions because it inspires me a lot! thank you so much for doing such an amazing work 🖤
Excerpt!!
I have this on while I read. I'm def in a grand Victorian mansion while my butler pours my whiskey in my library.
Just played clue to this. I, Mrs. Peacock, did it with the wrench in the dining room.
Lol I love it!
3 hour study session with Lady D, let’s goooo
This playlist is perfect for reading classic horror novels. Cheers!
Which one ????????
Haha.
@@chaosdweller Dracula
So relaxing and awesome
I always feel I've lost something, left someone behind or someone left me.
I feel like, everyone's gone, dead, lost.
I always feel missing time and people I never saw. Sometimes I don’t know who I am. As I grow up, I tried to push the thoughts aside and live in the moment but the shadows and my beloved ones come back to me while I’m asleep and they embrace me in my dreams.
As I wake up, I feel like a pregnant woman who just aborted and misses her baby terribly.
To my beloved shadows whom I even don’t know who they are…I always miss you and this rain and piano remind me of you, cuz the shadows and darkness are the only place we can meet and embrace each other again.
Nostalgia y tristeza, soledad y recogimiento; hermosa la lluvia.
My mind occupied, my body absent as I lie here waiting for the comfort to fully set in.
As it does, my tongue falls from the roof of my mouth. My back releases tension my jaw uncleanched, and I drift into the atmosphere my mind crates from the music that occupies the dark of my room.
Suddenly
The stories created in my head start to not make sense.
The events seem to have a mind of their own. sequences I have no control of, and I realize I'm asleep.
Sorry I am late to the party... ;-)
I just love this... beautiful piano, cozy and dark atmosphere...
Love this type of atmosphere especially the thunder and lightning 🌩️
Perfect!
This is the perfect music for playing a vampire game. Thank you for the beautiful and eerie music. Well done! Keep it up!
Nightly shadows grimace at me, haunting me wherever I step. I can hear the raging storm outside, the wailing of hollow winds as well as the hopeless cracking of my bedroom fire.
Nothing will get better, will it? No matter where I tread, this darkness follows me, laughs at me even though I've done no harm.
So I stay here, in this stifling room, staring outside at an ebony landscape. Each day, the curtains are drawn so nobody comes here. Why would they? Who would go out of their way to help a despairing fool like myself?
There was a time when everything was perfect and vibrant, but those days are long gone, put of my reach forever. Why fight the darkness that wraps itself around my throat and prevents me from crying out for help?
I'm a hopeless person, my heart is already dead yet sorrowful at the same time. My house is no longer safe, trapping me in my bedroom for days on end.
Why go outside if there's a chance of rain? Why talk to people if they'll do nothing but break me down even more than they already have? Why go to work when I no longer have ambition to keep this up?
Darkness. Darkness is all I ever and will always have. I never wanted this...but there's no point in helping to fix something that's beyond repair.
And in these despondent, wailing shadows I will stay...for they're all I have.
I can't believe you only have 3 likes on this. I quite literally never read long posts, I live by the TL;DR rule, but for some reason I stopped to read your comment. That may have been the most beautiful (poem? I'm not cultured) that I've ever read. As an aspergers empath, that was heart wrenching. If you truly wrote that, bravo. You deserve more recognition.
So well done
I am listening to this staring out my second floor, bedroom window at Hurricane Ians' relentless & Unforgiving Strength.
Stay safe!
@@ElementalSoundWorks We faired well! Minimal damage and all accounted for thanks to the Seminole Medicine Man centuries ago, who put a curse against the Hurricane God to Not have the eye touch the Manatee/Tampa land area ever again. That is the Lore around these parts and if been here 40+ years with no direct hit. I believe the lore.. 😏 along with listening to Elemental Soundworks' Dark Academia while a Hurricane is blowing through. 👍🏼
And if you want to use that for promotional purposes, my blessings Good Sir.
Tenes una maravillosa musica, una obra de arte para mi.
Thank you!🙏❤
I wish you product more video like this !!!!
Definitely planning on it! ☺️💕
awesome scene
Thank you so much 🎼🎼
Nanowrimo 2022, anyone? This music is just so perfect for writing.
Just caught you 🌳😊
Oh wow.. Feel like I've just exited a Time Machine.. The door is locked & this Music & steady rain and the atmosphere is eerie. Just how & why did I get here??
New sub. Great music. Wonderful comments. Artists all
Close your eyes and think about that boy, how he makes you feel, let your mind trace over his shoulders, tread your fingers through his hair,stare deep into his eyes.Allow your thoughts to linger on that beautiful smile, take a deep breath and try to put those dark thoughts aside. For once
let go of the reins you've wrapped so tightly
around your heart.
Lovely
Nice!!!
I feel like this was the motivation for Harry Potter books.
I followed her steps to a old looking castle in woods.
It was raining so much that i barely could open my eyes, i saw woman's body disappear behing the door, but it didn't make much noise so i speculated she left it opened, maybe for me ?
I got in, there were many candles lightened and when I went after noise of creaking wood, i found myself in another room.
I felt cozy and warm, i laid on the floor near fireplace and fast fall asleep by the sounds of thunder.
I don't think i sleept for a long time, after 15 or less minutes opened my eyes to see eyes of the unknown woman.
They were green, and deep. Her skin was light, lips and checks red. Her brows thick as well as her brown hair.
Shh don't get up.. - I heard her voice over and over, more i I stared at her, more the words disappeared and it came just to a noise.
I didn't fall asleep again, I tried my best not to, but no matter how hard I tried to hear something or open my eyes, I couldn't..
What will happen next ?
♥️🐈⬛
Is she friend or foe? Intrigued
Just thank you.
Can you please do one without the piano, I like it very much.
Im waiting for a ghost to suddenly appear in my room while listening to this
Nooice.
This video got my cat to curl up next to me while I read Jean Ray's Malpertuis
🖤🎼dankeschön!Ich bin ja sowiso eine Herbst/Winter Liebhaberin und freue mich sehr auf diese Jahreszeit mit Dir.🎼🖤
Ich auch! Ich arbeite gerade an vielen saisonalen Videos!
@@ElementalSoundWorks 💜🙏🏻dann werden diese beiden Jahreszeiten wundervoll mystisch und romantisch.
I am waiting for My Muhammed
Death? Why did you take her and not me?
Oh how you laugh upon me dearest crescent moon, your grin akin to the darkness that haunts the throes of my life. Loathesome am I in the midst of all that I hate, these physical commodities worthless amongst the dust that covers them. For I covet things greater than life. I fear that which transcends death. Do you see it? Do you see how I feel? Are you certain of that which is real?
Gone is the joy of which I so desperately sought to save dearest stars above. Gone is the mystical wonder I felt when I was only just a boy. Great is my sin. Great is the sin of the one who wronged me. Whatever am I to do as this mere living corpse who writes here and now? Am I to be forgotten in time like the rest? Is the dust of my being to become the excrement of someone else's?
Wherefore art thou in the midst of my mortal plight greatest God? Where are you now and what say you to my ways? Do you feel not my hate? My utter loathing for that which I have become? See you not my thoughts and worries and painful aches so contrived?
My thoughts are angry. "Burn him!" They say! I am needing of your guidance now, dare I say. For I seek forgiveness and desire that which is joy. That wonderful happiness I felt as a boy. Havest thou not even the slightest peep to say? Do you look down and shrug at my dismay?
For wrong you I have, indeed I don't deny. How many tears is it that I must cry?
When I pray and act do you not hear my words? Have you turned your ear to instead listen to the birds? For my being is disfigured, my mind twisted and corrupt. I am nothing more than a whelp, a wretch who isn't tough.
Oh how I long to be like you and all your splendor! How I long to know that my suffering is indeed not in vain! I leave behind my transgressions only to find them again in my pain! For I am lost here with my soul. Long has it been since I lost all control.
Please find me and save me from myself. I fear for eternity the monster I will become.
♥
What books do y’all recommend that fit this vibe?
I'll be interested to see what others say! I feel like some tragic romance would fit the vibe, but it also kind of puts me in the mood for "And Then There Were None" by Agatha Christie.
@@ElementalSoundWorks eines der besten Bücher von ihr!🙏🏻❤️(ich habe alle 157 gelesen...)
@@catherinemaja7128 Wow! That's amazing! I have read that one and Murder on the Orient Express. Definitely need to read more by her!
T.S. Mos "Falcon" & her Vamp books
currently reading Babel by RF Kuang and it matches to me
Is there another name for the Premonitions song, or do you have the composer even? I’d love to learn it on the piano
Hi there! I am the composer of it! I am slowly but surely creating the sheet music to all my songs.
… is that Dragon age Inquisition?
Nope! But that sounds cool haha
@@ElementalSoundWorks it is, i like that game
Buenas noches desde españa son la 1.30 de la madrugada
Thanks for joining in! :)
Goodnight from Illinois, United States.. It's 0230 in the morning, here.
Is it just me or is there a sound that sounds like a mouse click every 9-10 seconds? Otherwise fantastic ambiance!
It’s the fire crackling!
hi
I'll be with you the whole way sweetie 💖
King charles lll. 😲
wats playing at 1:11:22
Buried Secrets!
8:20, есть конкретное название и автор?
Buried Secrets by me (Elemental SoundWorks)!
I read this as "dank academia"
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21:40
Referring to echos or lost memories... It's the lost memories for me
@@theevilsinfulmuffinvlog7796 🤔...................
i can help you with your face-blindness if its true, and maybe you know me.
A dawning sun burned a hazy glow through the mist pillowed trees, the somber aroma seduced a homesick memory, arousing my heartache as a stroke the fresh carved cambium.. in memory of someone she loved.. I caress her warm cheek.. for a glimpse I thought she could feel me with me with her.. im sorry
Hmmm 🤔 interesting. Such classical 🏛️ spoiled pleasentry try you'd think even having All that for a well one of me and him would make one depressed with such a building stradgy in place. Well it certainly did and it's one i could fix you should absorb adults now. This is all beautiful and a landmark you can keep however, rebuilding neighborhoods should be on your to do list either they listen or later
For time is my greatest ally and my worst enemy. With the sounds of her breath dancing upon my ear lobe the dimension of this moment is vast enough to swallow the ocean but brings with it the hastening of the seconds in which I will be without her touch.
I sit before the candlelight, rain falling against the window, shadows illuminated by the moonlight and the occasional flash of lighting. A bottle of wine sits open next to an empty goblet. I pour out the bottle and fill the goblet once more. The fire has died, but the room is still warm, and soflty aglow from the candle. I gaze out the window as I drink, reminiscing on a lifetime of pain, sorrow, guilt, and shame. I think of the ones I've hurt, the ones I've loved, and the ones I've lost. My soul is weary and yearns for rest that only death can grant me. My heart is heavy, weighing me down like an anchor, holding me at the bottom of a sea of despair. A tear falls down my cheek, as I wonder what could have been had I not lost her. As I wonder, a sudden flood of memories of the love we shared so long ago floods my mind, warming me and bringing me a fleeting moment of comfort, only to be washed away as the realization that she's gone comes crashing back, and returns me to the cold and dark. The candle has burned out, leaving the room in shadow. I have no idea how long I've been sitting here, watching this rain. I no longer have the strength to get up from the table. As the haziness of sleep slowly overtakes me, I begin to dream of her, in all of her radiant beauty. And that dress... she's wearing the dress again. She's been waiting for me all these Years. She takes my hand and asks me to dance with her again. Her embrace is warm. Full of life. Her hair delicately cascading over her shoulders. Her skin soft and gentle. And as we dance, and my soul joins her once more, the pain and torment of life finally washing away, the clock strikes midnight. A faint rush of wind can be felt leaving the room as my spirit departs to join my love, leaving my body behind to rest in that chair in which I spent so many cold and lonely nights. The room is dark and quiet now, as a final peace fills the room, and the final chapter of my life comes to a close. Now a new story begins. A story of everlasting peace and happiness. Of a place that no words can describe. A new star has appeared in the sky, forever shining down to give its light to others who are also lost, so that they too may find their way through the darkness of life.
Oh, my goodness. It is so beautiful.
Love the piano music.... beautiful ☺💓