MUSIC USAGE : Use of this song or my music without a license / contract is strictly forbidden and breaching copyright laws will be handled accordingly with the law. Using music for beats , song releases , games , tv , film and all uses will be treated as a copyright breach. I am only writing this to save whomever uses my music in a wrongful capacity stress and financial loss. Its always a better practice to send me an email, talking about it and coming to an agreement like the rest of the industry who practice the right methods. Peter Gundry
If you feel beems to your chest that you can't describe then you are being built up underneath which is something that is telling you that God is real now you must analyze who is human and why is this doing this to me to go home obviously lol keep paying attention to the truth
yeah, songs don't sound as nice to me either. well, I like some songs, but the unique ones like by Aurora Aksnes or Patrick Watson. but the songs on the charts just sound horrible to me. It's good to be a bit different, and of course, I know I'm not the only one, but when I'm 13 and have to cope with all those nasty popular girls (who wear so much makeup that they practically look like dolls) singing all the gross autotune songs like it's their favourite, it's just a bit - I dunno, I can't really find the word... I bet they just automatically love the songs because everyone else loves them. Because they want to be like everyone else, want to fit in. That's boring though, why try to be like everyone else when you can be your own person?
This song makes me feel like I've lived before. There's a sense of familiarity. EDIT: To clarify, the music stirs up memories that don’t belong to this life, but they still feel like they’re mine. EDIT: I didn’t expect anyone to agree with me, or even notice my comment! I can’t believe that so many people resonate with this, this is awesome, I love reading all of your comments :)
@@j.garcia6206 I haven't seen any other comment saying that. Even if I had, its not a copyright, people say what comes into their mind, they dont plagiarism check 2000+ comments
A child of the moon, she walks alone. Betrayed by all who claimed to love her, she cries alone. Seperated from her blood kin, she fights alone. Entangled by the strings of fate, she falls alone. Lost in tragedy, she dies alone.
Hahaha thanks!! After i wrote this piece, i sat there for about an hour listening to it over and over again trying to pick a perfect title. I kept imagine a girl fleeing from a battle she was destined to loose, escaping through a dark forest guided by her light. The title came shortly after, then i found this amazing image and contacted the artist right away!!
Hey guys, here is a new Magic Fantasy piece called " The Last of Her Kind ", i hope you enjoy it. Please Subscribe, Like and Share if you do and have a great week =) The final version of this will be available on iTunes hopefully by the weekend ruclips.net/video/jdqcB_lKS1A/видео.html
Soul burned through ash, heart poured in deep. Nothing but anguish, forced to a dead sleep. And one day she rose, ready to face strife. No one stood with her, from now to the end of her life.
My Damien died in a head on collision on his way home from firefighting. I didnt get to tell him that i loved him, i cannot breathe from how much ive been crying but i cant stop, he was only 21.
You know whats cool about the picture you chose and this score together?One of the books Ive partially written features a main character, a small Elfin girl, storm tossed and battered by fate from her tiny valley home to the streets of a city of people who have never seen one of her kind before.Desperate, she turns to crime to survive...she will eventually become one of the most powerful women in the city, by day a glittering courtesan with the worlds royalty in her pocket and the power of a queen in her hand...and one of its most feared nightmares, a demon that stalks the streets by night seeking vengeance...absolution...and closure, alone and forever severed from the life she once knew...She, too, wears a small blue crystal around her neck, and hides her beautiful but scarred face under a low cowl.
I would actually really appreciate that. I had a lot of life shift recently, so a lot of my original writing has, sadly, been lost...but his isnt necessarily something to despair over...simply a chance to start again better than before. the storyline has shifted and changed, and Im trying to find a good way to nail the plot down. If you've got an alternative method of contact, I would love to do a little team up and see what you think. Funny...so many things come to me just listening to this song. I think of hours spent engrossed in the Forgotten Realms, of Baldurs Gate in particular. I remember that I found his score as a result of looking up Ori and the Blind forest, another beautiful and heartwrenching game... I see my girl with tears behind her eyes but steel in her face, Just doing what she must to prove its not her time to go quietly in to that dark night...even if it means losing her soul in the process. Get me an alternative mrthod of contact and Maybe we can work something out.
Lilac Dreams Sweeet! Do you have an email or a Skype? Iff you don't want to give out your personal info on a youtube comment, I will find an alternative method lol. maybe google circles or something.
I can't believe this was nine years ago. I can't help but to keep on coming back. My friends might call me weirdo but I really love listening to this masterpiece.
The story I get from this music: The last witch struggles to stay hidden In a "fantasy setting" where mythical creatures have been hunted to near extinction. A popular myth is that magic brings disease, drought, and immorality. At the same time, the king is ordering executions of citizens at random due to a daemon poisoning his mind. To make matters worse, not using magic results in illness for the witch. One freezing evening, a knight catches the lonely witch starting a fire with a wave of her hand. She is given an ultimatum: face exposure or accompany the knight on his quest to slay the daemon plaguing the king.
A girl pale as snow sat in tranquil peace at a lake. Her beauty was incomparable to any other woman. She was kind hearted and gentle with any form of life she would come across. The wind was still. The animals that dwelled there were slumbering quietly in their warm homes. The girl enjoyed the calmness. She loved the simple life she led. She belonged to the forest. Her heart produced magic unlike any other. Ordinary people looked up to her for advice. She was the definition of perfect as some would say. "Come with me." The man said. "Come with me to a place where everything is perfect and good." "Kind sir, if everything were perfect and good, there would be no balance. There cannot be good without evil. Nor can there be light without dark." She replied with a calmness. "Very well young maiden. Do as you please." The man then disappeared, leaving the girl alone, still seated near the lake. It is said that, if you may find this lake, the girl will be there to guide you along your way, drifting along the currents of life... ________________________________ I have no clue if this is good or not lol. But if you do take the time to read it, I hope you enjoy it. Thank you!
Good how old is this evil I must find? He sit in a stair. Or was it there? He says to her is this just what you feel? You could never feel the evil once you come. She was free into flite one said the man thought never to be seen again it hurts to love the hate
This is the perfect piece for one of the characters I'm planning for I story I hope to write one day. She is an enchantress, are rare breed of immortals whose beauty surpasses all others. She is one of the few and this song matches her perfectly. She's elegant and mystical. This piece represents her, a free spirit yet the last of her kind. I am so thankful there are composers like you on RUclips. The music you compose is perfect for inspiration for both characters and plot.
I once feared the dark. The lack of sight was terrifying to me. A good friend once told me that I should love it and to cherish it because one day, we might find the darkness to be our only friend. I dismissed her reasoning, thinking it to be folly. The times when all light was gone were cold, and I never knew what was around me because I was blind. I was blind to the beauty around me, the beauty of feeling, hearing, and breathing in my surroundings. This, I now see, is foolish. The darkness can be warm and comforting. What I didn’t know before, was that I can see in the black. The sight of imagination, of seeing in my mind’s eye things I did and didn’t want to see. Beautiful demons dance around me, urging me to explore this new world Now, I see clearly my friend’s reasoning. My family is gone, my world taken over by what one might call evil. A force that I cannot see; Shadows cover what once was a bright world. All light has dispersed, but I care not. The gloom is soft, warm, and comforting. I live to serve it, to continue surviving underneath its warm blanketing depths. Farewell, my friends, the day groweth lighter and I shall soon fade.
A gentle hug to the soul Slowly trying to fade Finding confort in the dark What more can i do Then watch with anguish Coz gloom is really soft And i don't have an answer Why light doesn't know How to be comforting ...
It’s hard to believe this masterpiece was created and uploaded 5 years ago... I hadn’t discovered it yet back then, but I’ve been listening to it almost non stop for over a year now. Thank you Peter, this piece came to mean a lot for me.
a girl, she walks... long hair pure as snow flowing in the wind, the full moon shining on her as she travels throughout the violet forest, the flowers blooming around her with every step. slowly she moves towards a silver lake, a lake so pure that is shines a glowing light, she stares at the forest around her as the animals watch from a distance slowly moving closer to the girl... she smiles and sings.... the beautiful forest filled with animals and moonlight so pure, filling her with happiness.... the girl's eyelids flutter as she lifts her head... her violet forest gone, she was back in her house.... her ancient lonely house.... wishing she could journey back to her violet forest and not be alone.... beautiful! it made my chest swell with emotion! this brings to mind the thought of mythical creatures! like the dragon or unicorn... creatures of myth enchanting yet ever out of our reach..... this was beautiful!
You Sir win the prize of most writings in such a short amount of time!! I have read a few and they are amazing! I will have to catch up on the rest later. You will definitely be on the "Music Meets Poetry" series. Thanks for all the effort you put in
The Piano glows The Sound is hewn into the ground The music is found to move and how they howl the hounds She rides so fierce and bright The face has seen a thousand nights The smile of a hundred years Sees the faithful into their tears Her steed is flaming Her head is still Her eyes are blaming I feel a chill As she hears the sound Across this empty night She turns around Wanting to end this blight As the sound moves She will find As she hears hooves She fled as she is the last of her kind
***** Thank you for your comment. I like to know that I have 'Big fan's. If you want to create good poems they don't have to rhyme when I first started writing poetry I didn't make them rhyme and one of those was my best pieces I created. Also my first poems where really bad but I kept going and now people think that they are good (I'm still skeptical). If you want to write poetry just keep going and you will get there.
Did you know that God above, Created you for me to love? He picked you out from all the rest, Because He knew I'd love you best. I had a heart and it was true, But now it's gone from me to you. So take care of it darling as I have done. Now you have two and I have none. If I get to heaven and you're not there, I'll paint your name on every stair. So all the angels will know and see, What my Sweetheart means to me. If you're not there on judgment day, I'll know you've gone the other way. And just to prove my love is true, I'd go to hell to be with you.
I think I have run out of words! This is a true beauty! You have managed to tranfer any magical feeling you had when writing this masterpiece to anyone who listens to it! Please, never stop making music!
She gazed upon the moon. Standing amidst the cold land that once full of warmth and safety. Her eyes shone silence tears that stream down her delicate face. "We won, but at what cost?" The wind picked up as she felt a slight breeze hit her skin, as a silent voice whispered in her ear. "Everything."
I am new to eleven music, so this is probably not a very informed comment, but I needed to say this: Your music opens up possibilities for dreams. It's music I can get lost in and find brand new inspiration in. It's like listening to a magical forest, I can hear it over and over and keep noticing new details every time. I really love what you do and I hope you keep doing it. It moves me.
Anagabriel Trevino ......dreams are dangerous...and elfen are not more so protected as in past...Also the elfen world has changed....Not all are pure...and not all become impure out of same reasons...for elfen...farys originally hate to be SPIONAJE BY others.. ! they need privaicy, space secrets...nature without PEOPEOLE SPIONAJE them...For such fairy...is of great pain to be followed anytime ...The fairys of today like exposing themselves to Kraud.. but the real...never liked took to much...they have hidden in forest and enjoy songs plus dance by themselves.. .Some has become dangerous couse of heressing of others... couse of unloyality...or SPIONAJE BY others against them will ...It is a innocence offended.. .a victim which need to comit CRIME couse PEOPEOLE doesn't know to RESPEKT them privaicy and feelings ...These discovering them forest ...and dance and songs.. .are quilty....also kings not of them abusing ..them couse big always think to can poses small.. ...Well....is indeed the story like the little phonix.....and the armee was also playing a rolle in past....not positive ...always....! they turned bad couse they have been victims...at the enjoyment of others..Such is a story to of a little girl being victim at the laughter and SPIONAJE of strangers coming to know about them forest movement.. .! They have stolen secrets and made money with it.. .abused for sex desires and them own creeativity...and exactely these are SYMBOL for virginity to...this why Damon's not from the good site abuse them so and also the spinner.. ..! .Dream is ok but magic never...! magic of love is ok...but not another.....Somoane said: NEVER ABUSE ANYTHING FOR ANYTHING!! They but all done it for personal entertainment and knowledge...stealing them gold and power and tgem forest..Many of them needed to go from origin forest and haus course of them SPIONAJE heressing them....This WORLD IS to dangerous for such innocence...! They need real protection each from own forest God.. .
snow blue ...Thanks....but I didn't write anything...Cant understend....?? lool...However ..didnt study anything...Its just a Ghost following me...she use to study psihologie.. Sorry...thats a joke now....Well....much success with the book...I think you could try to paint some pic coming through you related to the story....Its more from the source of reality.. .Good luck...!!!
A figure, her delicate frame cloaked in a silvery cloak that danced gently in the wind, as she stood upon a low cliff, looking out at a large meadow, with young trees, and fresh grass, many grazing animals peacefully living their lives upon the fertile ground, yet the figure did not see the joy of that land, as a tear, shining like starlight, streaked down her cheek. She remembered it like yesterday, the large village, childrens' laughter, the chuckles of man, and the giggles of woman. Houses, built of living wood, were placed at random, allowing plenty of room for movement for all. And flowers, that smelled of honey and wine, constantly bloomed, giving the village a magical feeling. The figure laughed dryly.... Magical. Using that word brought her nothing more than pain now. As the tragedy replayed itself in her mind, like it had occurred only yesterday. It was a day like any other, she, herself, having been nothing more than a child at the time. She had been playing when they struck. Figures upon beast made of dark magic, catching the living grass, and houses aflame, as the sky turned black with ash and smoke. Laughter had been replaced by screams, and sound of slaughter. Dark figures cutting down all who they could find. In fright, the girl fled, only to return to a abandoned massacre when the skies were once again clear. Nothing but ash remained. All had burned in the flames of the beings that killed her people. Nothing remained..... The child was alone now, and forever. Now that child was now a woman, looking upon what had once been her home, the magic of the land only just now reclaiming it from the dark magic that taunted it that day, long ago." But, it does not matter now", said the woman as she turned away, walking to a white horse, who was waiting for her patiently, and swung onto its back, her hood falling off to reveal elegant pointed ears, and white hair, braiding in a surreal manner," I will carry on our legacy." The horse turned, walking further away from the field, the, now revealed, elven woman looking ahead," I will survive. This world will not forget us until eternity comes to make this world anew, so that we may rise again."
Its sort of a subplot in a a long and really awesome series of books written by R. A. Salvatore. Summary being: the main character of the Series, a Dark Elf named Drizzt Do Urden participated in a war party with his fellow Dark Elves to slaughter a frolicking gathering of Surface Elves. During the raid, of which he refused to take a life(hes the good sort, where the rest of his race are utterly evil) he came across a very young elf girl, and, rather than kill her, hid her under her own mothers corpse and slashed it to pieces, to make it seem like he had murdered them both. Due to this, she is the sole survivor of the raid, and when she finally rises from under her mothers corpse, she is surrounded by hundreds of her butchered clansmen The memory of that girl haunts him for several books, and you learn later that she has grown up, and she is hunting him down, her sole purpose in life being to kill him.
Kinzie Roge ..,,until eternity comes to make this world new...so we can rise....!!!Amazing good described text...The price of how victim learn to .....and the price of how horrible such magic is....May eternity make justice...and return what Us..fir never be abused by any kind of magic sort , FALSHE kings which not of us...and heavens wanting golden dust....ir king suns...and forests man...abusing our golden wings...MAY ETERNITY COME....!!
Kinzie Roge if eternity comes to make this world anew...each will become what REALY belongs to it....the forest and its own God to! They've made out of such story sort of king SAVING many fairys and CREEATE hero...to make place for all but initially origin there was not many in a forest living in same corner....Each have its own family and a fairy wing have much dust to spread on its beloved.. one....But..each wanted touch her wing then later beloved to for doing wrong things....then hold dust become less...Some other fairy of other sort araised ..another familie....to steale what belonged them...Well..we could ask the many kings that time ..how that REALY was....but they would never speak truth!! A real king or forest protector respecting Elfen as nature divine would never SPIONAJE....or steal them cloth while taking bath for its entertainment...!!
Really touching. I've listened to it 4 times already. Every time I listen to it, I realise different emotions made by those harmonic sounds. Good quality piece here.
The sky is as gray as her thriving thoughts, sitting out there with her mind spinning. “What would happen to me if I had said yes, if I had accepted or refused?” -She asked the wind. “Do fate choose us or do we choose him?” The wind roars and with it, the dry leaves fall and accompany her. She stands and dances with them, one step, two steps, and within the third disappears. Her breath remains for a few seconds, before realizing that the answer was that she never existed.
When I was a young man,I had liberty but I didn’t see it, I had time but I didn’t know it, I had love but I didn’t feel it. Many decades would pass before I understood the meaning of all three. But now the twilight of my life this understanding has past into contentment, Love liberty and time once so disposable are diffused that drive me forward and Love was especially Mucaro for you our children our brothers sisters and for the vast and wonderful world that gave us life and keep us guessing endless affection. Meu Sofia Forever Yours Ezio Auditore de Ferenze
This makes me feel like I’m taking a trip through time.. Like there’s no ending.. It just keeps going.. longer and longer into the past.. It truly is incredible ♥️
April Farley that's exactly what good music is. A song/piece that you not only hear, but you visualise a story or character in your mind. Music should always convey a message or tell a story.
+Some sort of demon Ikr I listen to a variety of different types of music and this type would have to be one of the best types I've ever listened to,It's so relaxing and just plain awesome!!
A 5 year old girl walks through the world. He was amazed by the view in the east, walking in the direction of the rising sun. Greeted by the song of birds which shouted to form a natural harmony. The sunshine hit the yellow rice, sparkling with the morning dew that had not yet fallen to the ground. The girl felt sure she made her move, running after the sun that was starting to emerge from behind the mountain. He stopped his steps, when he saw a grandmother picking strawberries and put them in the basket. The girl approached the grandmother, both smiled at each other and the girl immediately took the initiative to help the grandmother pick strawberries. After picking strawberries, Grandma asked her to come along. The girl followed suit, when she got home the grandmother wanted to process the strawberry, the girl wanted to help but was not allowed. Finally the girl could only wait and sit in a chair. The smell of strawberry jam was so good, the girl began to be tempted. Then he carefully sneaked into the kitchen to peek at the grandmother cooking, but who would have thought that the girl found that in the grandmother's kitchen there were so many heads of children that had been severed. There was even a headless body that was hung upside down with blood still flowing. Under the body is a bowl which is used as a vessel for blood which drips from the headless body. The grandmother replaced the bowl, then the bowl filled with blood before she put it in the strawberry jam stew. The girl slowly retreated, returned to the previous room and waited for the grandmother. The grandmother came with warm jam, which she then kept in the cupboard that was still in the same room as the girl. In the same cupboard, the grandmother also took cold strawberry jam, along with bread. The grandmother helped spread jam on the bread, then they ate together.
I listen to this piece a few times a month & have done for the past 5 years Its my go to music to calm me, Sweeten me, still me, inspire me Its so delightful & a little scary But that's its exquisite edge
I can't tell how deeply your music touches my soul. It resembles my dark gloomy introverted nature. You're one of my favorite musicians. I hope you see this Peter Gundry
8 лет назад+15
This song is perfect for chilling in every moment, great job Peter
The regret that they died because of you, the hopelessness that you couldn't do a thing, the pain of burying them with your own hands, the fury when the culprit is happy and you are in remorse, and the struggle of being alone. This is what I feel when I listen to this music. Btw it's too superb!! As a fantasy lover, I will cherish this music and I think its one of my favorites.
I am the last of my ancient tribe, and whenever I listen to this; I scream, and cry buckets. And I`m a big man. Thank you Peter. Your music is marvellous.
Whenver I walked the woods alone crying, I would hear the trees, and angels crying. I would feel so sad, and so holy at the same time. Whenever I cry; I cry like few others have done before me.
Darkness is so deep, My heart pours in leaps. Winds have grown so cold, Breezes lose their hold. Finding ways is hard, Darkness strives through missing parts. I’m lost in thoughts of night, My soul burns through the ash, Searching for the light.
Shattered dreams, Nights spent drowned in tears, Everyone's gone, She's the last one here. Family slaughtered, Happiness, a mirage, She has suffered, Left with uncountable scars. But her soul's strong, She still shines, Even if life's wrong, She won't whine. Even if it hurts, Even if she's about to break, She will go on, As she's the last of her kind.
@@onlyNtimE We all wish that our hardships are illusions, but that only gives us false hope. Everything she went through, good or bad, is what defines her. So even if her life was a failure, if she can find happiness in the end, she doesn't have to dismiss any part of her life as an illusion.
@@deathzark7632 my people are calling her for what she thinks she new pasty yes I'm not. Blue hair blue eyes true but for this I will not lie she needed to see truth. We have one life can't start over. So to this was my words of wisdom let me see
This gives strength to some people that listens to this. But to me. Why am I crying. Why do I feel like Ive been defeated. But at the same time. Somewhere within the song, makes me wanna rise back up again like a fallen angel
Isn´t it always the last one, that restores the Balance and destroys all evil. In almost every Story, everyone else of this kind is either bad or gone bad.
With music like these, I feel as if I am there. I am watching a life, a story before my eyes with each emotion and choice. It does inspire me to write a story of characters and their past, present, and future. This is so peaceful to me, and calms my mind from the stressful busy reality.
So Pure. Un Aware. ..She's a Beauty. ...A Beast...A Gift ...How the Cares of the world she holds in her Heart.. .Sees Love in Everything and EveryOne. TRULY LAST OF HER KIND🎶🙏💛🙏🎶 thank u Dear Adrian. R.I.P🙏
In the name of love, I set you free. Be at peace, but without me. Be not afraid, for your soul is made to flow. just know that I will love you, wherever you may go.
Words cannot describe how absolutely mystifying, intense and beautiful this piece is. This song is haunting, and I will gladly be haunted by it. Just, pure perfection. Bravo!
It feels like I'm leaving in the old days with my grandma in a old house woke up every day with the smell of tea and traditional food, OMG I miss you I wish could see you, family said that you loved me so mush and I was your favourite child in the house and that you staying awoke for hours to tell stories of quays and Laila and stories of wolfs and ghosts, witches, I have some details of your in my mind even if they are kinda invisible but I really enjoyed remembering them bless me grandma I love you always and for ever
MUSIC USAGE : Use of this song or my music without a license / contract is strictly forbidden and breaching copyright laws will be handled accordingly with the law. Using music for beats , song releases , games , tv , film and all uses will be treated as a copyright breach. I am only writing this to save whomever uses my music in a wrongful capacity stress and financial loss. Its always a better practice to send me an email, talking about it and coming to an agreement like the rest of the industry who practice the right methods. Peter Gundry
Is it acceptable to link your video on Facebook?
This is amazing by the way.
If I have any fanatical projects that need a hint if music of the type, I'll be sure to Email you as per.
Your tunes are something else.
Why can’t I find this on Apple Music.. found all other but just not this.. please help with the link!!!!
@@pratikshaparab2790 The song is on my album "The Elixir of Life", are you able to see the rest of the album?
Love this. Those super high strings sound like crying. Beautiful.
Sarah Lorr a beautiful mention you've made there
lol :D
Sarah Lorr I I got goosebumps when it began
If you feel beems to your chest that you can't describe then you are being built up underneath which is something that is telling you that God is real now you must analyze who is human and why is this doing this to me to go home obviously lol keep paying attention to the truth
IAM God we have already been here before I love you children!
Am I the only one who listens to music more than songs?
No, not at all.
i stopped listening to songs long time ago !!
As long as it's good.
Yes, you're the only one out of 8 billion people on this planet that listens to music more than songs. You're that special.
yeah, songs don't sound as nice to me either. well, I like some songs, but the unique ones like by Aurora Aksnes or Patrick Watson. but the songs on the charts just sound horrible to me. It's good to be a bit different, and of course, I know I'm not the only one, but when I'm 13 and have to cope with all those nasty popular girls (who wear so much makeup that they practically look like dolls) singing all the gross autotune songs like it's their favourite, it's just a bit - I dunno, I can't really find the word...
I bet they just automatically love the songs because everyone else loves them. Because they want to be like everyone else, want to fit in. That's boring though, why try to be like everyone else when you can be your own person?
This song makes me feel like I've lived before. There's a sense of familiarity.
EDIT: To clarify, the music stirs up memories that don’t belong to this life, but they still feel like they’re mine.
EDIT: I didn’t expect anyone to agree with me, or even notice my comment! I can’t believe that so many people resonate with this, this is awesome, I love reading all of your comments :)
Alyssa 01 Me too!
Me too
SAME SIS
Hmmmmmmm.............maybe you listened to this in your past life.
@@queenofthegoldenkingdom hmm, maybe?
This music: exists
Comment section: you know I'm a poet myself
Agree ☺️🤗
LMAO
It exists now that I’ve heard it. Very pleasurable. Thank you
Can't you come up with your own comment? Don't steal others comments
@@j.garcia6206 I haven't seen any other comment saying that. Even if I had, its not a copyright, people say what comes into their mind, they dont plagiarism check 2000+ comments
“She was one if the few souls that made me wonder what's it to live.”
Turn the page
I love you too baby
A child of the moon, she walks alone.
Betrayed by all who claimed to love her, she cries alone.
Seperated from her blood kin, she fights alone.
Entangled by the strings of fate, she falls alone.
Lost in tragedy, she dies alone.
Child of the moon her sign is Cancer. She walks alone, a trait of Cancer. She is alone even when she is not.
My heart is wrenched!
Dead
Steve Mack ?
Daenerys Targaryen😭❤
the picture and the song's name are making this already beautiful song 10x better
Hahaha thanks!! After i wrote this piece, i sat there for about an hour listening to it over and over again trying to pick a perfect title. I kept imagine a girl fleeing from a battle she was destined to loose, escaping through a dark forest guided by her light. The title came shortly after, then i found this amazing image and contacted the artist right away!!
Peter Gundry | Composer
this is a beautiful story :)
Peter Gundry | Composer what's the artist name please?
Flawless 4 Hi there, her name is in the beginning of the video =)
Hey guys, here is a new Magic Fantasy piece called " The Last of Her Kind ", i hope you enjoy it. Please Subscribe, Like and Share if you do and have a great week =) The final version of this will be available on iTunes hopefully by the weekend
ruclips.net/video/jdqcB_lKS1A/видео.html
It's amazing.
Thanks Christine =) Have a great week
Thank you so much =) Really appreciate it Claude, I'm a a big fan of yours
Beautiful! Love it! So peaceful!
¡Genius!
It sounds like someone desperately searching for someone. And the end sounds like someone calling for that someone.
I can definitely feel that
Я слушаю одну аудио историю, и эта песня, благодаря вашему комментарию, заиграла новыми красками
Yes🙏❤️🔥
Soul burned through ash,
heart poured in deep.
Nothing but anguish,
forced to a dead sleep.
And one day she rose,
ready to face strife.
No one stood with her,
from now to the end of her life.
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Wah
So deep
If only this could come in a music box!!!
Nadia Loera would love that good idea 😍
I am writting a fantasy book, and this kind of music helps my inspiration :)
Victoria Abraham hey, so will I in time!
There are many writers here who have been inspired by this score.
Good luck!
What's your book
What's your book?
This is the kind of music you would play when you're the last in everything.
I don't get it. ???
Lol like I’m the last one to finish my exam finals in class
My Damien died in a head on collision on his way home from firefighting. I didnt get to tell him that i loved him, i cannot breathe from how much ive been crying but i cant stop, he was only 21.
You know whats cool about the picture you chose and this score together?One of the books Ive partially written features a main character, a small Elfin girl, storm tossed and battered by fate from her tiny valley home to the streets of a city of people who have never seen one of her kind before.Desperate, she turns to crime to survive...she will eventually become one of the most powerful women in the city, by day a glittering courtesan with the worlds royalty in her pocket and the power of a queen in her hand...and one of its most feared nightmares, a demon that stalks the streets by night seeking vengeance...absolution...and closure, alone and forever severed from the life she once knew...She, too, wears a small blue crystal around her neck, and hides her beautiful but scarred face under a low cowl.
This sounds like a book I would love to read! If you ever find yourself in need of a pre reader, I'm your girl!
I would actually really appreciate that. I had a lot of life shift recently, so a lot of my original writing has, sadly, been lost...but his isnt necessarily something to despair over...simply a chance to start again better than before.
the storyline has shifted and changed, and Im trying to find a good way to nail the plot down.
If you've got an alternative method of contact, I would love to do a little team up and see what you think.
Funny...so many things come to me just listening to this song.
I think of hours spent engrossed in the Forgotten Realms, of Baldurs Gate in particular.
I remember that I found his score as a result of looking up Ori and the Blind forest, another beautiful and heartwrenching game...
I see my girl with tears behind her eyes but steel in her face, Just doing what she must to prove its not her time to go quietly in to that dark night...even if it means losing her soul in the process.
Get me an alternative mrthod of contact and Maybe we can work something out.
Cryogenius333 I'll work on a better way to contact you!
Lilac Dreams Sweeet! Do you have an email or a Skype? Iff you don't want to give out your personal info on a youtube comment, I will find an alternative method lol. maybe google circles or something.
Google circles could work, I don't really want to share in a youtube comment, though.
This piece is one of the most beautiful ones Ive ever heard
+Gunilla Fazal Thanks you so much !! =)
Oh, come on! Stop playing with my feelings!
Hahaha =) Thanks Sara
ruclips.net/video/N30i4C1efs8/видео.html my rendition of this masterpiece!
Sara B loveyou
I can't believe this was nine years ago. I can't help but to keep on coming back. My friends might call me weirdo but I really love listening to this masterpiece.
Im mentally , emotionally & spiritually invested in this master piece ~ 🥀
The story I get from this music: The last witch struggles to stay hidden In a "fantasy setting" where mythical creatures have been hunted to near extinction. A popular myth is that magic brings disease, drought, and immorality. At the same time, the king is ordering executions of citizens at random due to a daemon poisoning his mind. To make matters worse, not using magic results in illness for the witch. One freezing evening, a knight catches the lonely witch starting a fire with a wave of her hand. She is given an ultimatum: face exposure or accompany the knight on his quest to slay the daemon plaguing the king.
love it
You should read the throne of glass book series you would love it :D
Oops, except your comment is literally what happened.
Yeah witch>>>>>>
PLEASE WRITE THIS AND PUBLISH IT.
I will read this story!!!
If you haven't done it already, please, please, PLEASE write this!!!
A girl pale as snow sat in tranquil peace at a lake. Her beauty was incomparable to any other woman. She was kind hearted and gentle with any form of life she would come across.
The wind was still. The animals that dwelled there were slumbering quietly in their warm homes.
The girl enjoyed the calmness. She loved the simple life she led. She belonged to the forest. Her heart produced magic unlike any other. Ordinary people looked up to her for advice. She was the definition of perfect as some would say.
"Come with me." The man said. "Come with me to a place where everything is perfect and good."
"Kind sir, if everything were perfect and good, there would be no balance. There cannot be good without evil. Nor can there be light without dark." She replied with a calmness.
"Very well young maiden. Do as you please." The man then disappeared, leaving the girl alone, still seated near the lake.
It is said that, if you may find this lake, the girl will be there to guide you along your way, drifting along the currents of life...
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I have no clue if this is good or not lol. But if you do take the time to read it, I hope you enjoy it. Thank you!
Wonderful
Good how old is this evil I must find? He sit in a stair. Or was it there? He says to her is this just what you feel? You could never feel the evil once you come. She was free into flite one said the man thought never to be seen again it hurts to love the hate
Very good 👌
it gave me chills reading it
This is amazing. 👏🏻❤️
This is the perfect piece for one of the characters I'm planning for I story I hope to write one day. She is an enchantress, are rare breed of immortals whose beauty surpasses all others. She is one of the few and this song matches her perfectly. She's elegant and mystical. This piece represents her, a free spirit yet the last of her kind.
I am so thankful there are composers like you on RUclips. The music you compose is perfect for inspiration for both characters and plot.
Some sort of demon
sounds dope. I would definitely read it. 😊
Some sort of demon e-mail me the story when you're done
Some sort of demon
What happens then?? Dont forhet to share here...am curious.
Some sort of demon
I hope she gets death in the end cz immortality sucks !!! ;)
snow blue I agree lmao. I'd hate knowing that there is no end and especially in her world, that can bring upon a lot of pain and suffering.
I once feared the dark. The lack of sight was terrifying to me. A good friend once told me that I should love it and to cherish it because one day, we might find the darkness to be our only friend.
I dismissed her reasoning, thinking it to be folly. The times when all light was gone were cold, and I never knew what was around me because I was blind. I was blind to the beauty around me, the beauty of feeling, hearing, and breathing in my surroundings.
This, I now see, is foolish. The darkness can be warm and comforting. What I didn’t know before, was that I can see in the black. The sight of imagination, of seeing in my mind’s eye things I did and didn’t want to see. Beautiful demons dance around me, urging me to explore this new world
Now, I see clearly my friend’s reasoning. My family is gone, my world taken over by what one might call evil. A force that I cannot see; Shadows cover what once was a bright world. All light has dispersed, but I care not. The gloom is soft, warm, and comforting. I live to serve it, to continue surviving underneath its warm blanketing depths. Farewell, my friends, the day groweth lighter and I shall soon fade.
A gentle hug to the soul
Slowly trying to fade
Finding confort in the dark
What more can i do
Then watch with anguish
Coz gloom is really soft
And i don't have an answer
Why light doesn't know
How to be comforting ...
It’s hard to believe this masterpiece was created and uploaded 5 years ago... I hadn’t discovered it yet back then, but I’ve been listening to it almost non stop for over a year now.
Thank you Peter, this piece came to mean a lot for me.
a girl, she walks... long hair pure as snow flowing in the wind, the full moon shining on her as she travels throughout the violet forest, the flowers blooming around her with every step. slowly she moves towards a silver lake, a lake so pure that is shines a glowing light, she stares at the forest around her as the animals watch from a distance slowly moving closer to the girl... she smiles and sings.... the beautiful forest filled with animals and moonlight so pure, filling her with happiness....
the girl's eyelids flutter as she lifts her head... her violet forest gone, she was back in her house.... her ancient lonely house.... wishing she could journey back to her violet forest and not be alone....
beautiful! it made my chest swell with emotion! this brings to mind the thought of mythical creatures! like the dragon or unicorn... creatures of myth enchanting yet ever out of our reach..... this was beautiful!
You Sir win the prize of most writings in such a short amount of time!! I have read a few and they are amazing! I will have to catch up on the rest later. You will definitely be on the "Music Meets Poetry" series. Thanks for all the effort you put in
why thank you, but all the credit goes to you as your music is what inspired me! and i would be honored if you put me in the series!
wonderful
Love that
The Piano glows
The Sound is hewn into the ground
The music is found to move
and how they howl the hounds
She rides so fierce and bright
The face has seen a thousand nights
The smile of a hundred years
Sees the faithful into their tears
Her steed is flaming
Her head is still
Her eyes are blaming
I feel a chill
As she hears the sound
Across this empty night
She turns around
Wanting to end this blight
As the sound moves
She will find
As she hears hooves
She fled as she is the last of her kind
Amazing like always =) Do you mind if i place this next to my post on my page
***** Of course you can I don't mind as long as you tell people I wrote it (sorry for sounding a bit big headed). Amazing piece once again Peter.
*****
Thank you for your comment. I like to know that I have 'Big fan's. If you want to create good poems they don't have to rhyme when I first started writing poetry I didn't make them rhyme and one of those was my best pieces I created. Also my first poems where really bad but I kept going and now people think that they are good (I'm still skeptical). If you want to write poetry just keep going and you will get there.
Perfection.
Oh that sound was profound, as here then hear , are heard it heards
Did you know that God above,
Created you for me to love?
He picked you out from all the rest,
Because He knew I'd love you best.
I had a heart and it was true,
But now it's gone from me to you.
So take care of it darling as I have done.
Now you have two and I have none.
If I get to heaven and you're not there,
I'll paint your name on every stair.
So all the angels will know and see,
What my Sweetheart means to me.
If you're not there on judgment day,
I'll know you've gone the other way.
And just to prove my love is true,
I'd go to hell to be with you.
It's been 2 damn years and I still feel so interested in this and want more. Every time I read. Good job 👍
Just wow. Read it to my wife. She and I got blown away so quickly and deeply. Thank you. Phenomenal writing. Thank you.
That's beautiful very touching
im not religious at all but i loved this
I love it so much
She was fine with being the first to die.
But she did not want to be the last of her kind.
She did not want to be the Endling.
I've read that book and I love it. I got it from Barnes&Nobles.
@@nancyschumacher1577 please tell me the name of that book
@@khatreh3735 It's Endling the Last, I believe.
She became the First... of her kind.
So gentle and soft.... Yet emotional.
I think I have run out of words! This is a true beauty! You have managed to tranfer any magical feeling you had when writing this masterpiece to anyone who listens to it! Please, never stop making music!
Thank you so much =) Really happy people are enjoying it
2019??????? Anyone?
Am I the only one?
*I love Fantasy Music like this😍*
No you're not the only one. Looking at your profile..., I like all of these genres + electro swing.
2020
2024
She gazed upon the moon.
Standing amidst the cold land that once full of warmth and safety. Her eyes shone silence tears that stream down her delicate face.
"We won, but at what cost?"
The wind picked up as she felt a slight breeze hit her skin, as a silent voice whispered in her ear.
"Everything."
AN EARTH ANGEL LOVES THIS PIECE!
I am new to eleven music, so this is probably not a very informed comment, but I needed to say this: Your music opens up possibilities for dreams. It's music I can get lost in and find brand new inspiration in. It's like listening to a magical forest, I can hear it over and over and keep noticing new details every time.
I really love what you do and I hope you keep doing it. It moves me.
That really means a lot to me, thank you so much for that amazing comment!!
Anagabriel Trevino ......dreams are dangerous...and elfen are not more so protected as in past...Also the elfen world has changed....Not all are pure...and not all become impure out of same reasons...for elfen...farys originally hate to be SPIONAJE BY others.. ! they need privaicy, space secrets...nature without PEOPEOLE SPIONAJE them...For such fairy...is of great pain to be followed anytime ...The fairys of today like exposing themselves to Kraud.. but the real...never liked took to much...they have hidden in forest and enjoy songs plus dance by themselves.. .Some has become dangerous couse of heressing of others... couse of unloyality...or SPIONAJE BY others against them will ...It is a innocence offended.. .a victim which need to comit CRIME couse PEOPEOLE doesn't know to RESPEKT them privaicy and feelings ...These discovering them forest ...and dance and songs.. .are quilty....also kings not of them abusing ..them couse big always think to can poses small.. ...Well....is indeed the story like the little phonix.....and the armee was also playing a rolle in past....not positive ...always....! they turned bad couse they have been victims...at the enjoyment of others..Such is a story to of a little girl being victim at the laughter and SPIONAJE of strangers coming to know about them forest movement.. .! They have stolen secrets and made money with it.. .abused for sex desires and them own creeativity...and exactely these are SYMBOL for virginity to...this why Damon's not from the good site abuse them so and also the spinner.. ..! .Dream is ok but magic never...! magic of love is ok...but not another.....Somoane said: NEVER ABUSE ANYTHING FOR ANYTHING!! They but all done it for personal entertainment and knowledge...stealing them gold and power and tgem forest..Many of them needed to go from origin forest and haus course of them SPIONAJE heressing them....This WORLD IS to dangerous for such innocence...! They need real protection each from own forest God.. .
Dream less
Loool you are a good writer...you ll top all others am sure....surprised at how well you know psychologies...
snow blue ...Thanks....but I didn't write anything...Cant understend....?? lool...However ..didnt study anything...Its just a Ghost following me...she use to study psihologie.. Sorry...thats a joke now....Well....much success with the book...I think you could try to paint some pic coming through you related to the story....Its more from the source of reality.. .Good luck...!!!
People say elves do not exist. But music like this makes me think it does
A figure, her delicate frame cloaked in a silvery cloak that danced gently in the wind, as she stood upon a low cliff, looking out at a large meadow, with young trees, and fresh grass, many grazing animals peacefully living their lives upon the fertile ground, yet the figure did not see the joy of that land, as a tear, shining like starlight, streaked down her cheek.
She remembered it like yesterday, the large village, childrens' laughter, the chuckles of man, and the giggles of woman. Houses, built of living wood, were placed at random, allowing plenty of room for movement for all. And flowers, that smelled of honey and wine, constantly bloomed, giving the village a magical feeling.
The figure laughed dryly.... Magical. Using that word brought her nothing more than pain now. As the tragedy replayed itself in her mind, like it had occurred only yesterday.
It was a day like any other, she, herself, having been nothing more than a child at the time. She had been playing when they struck. Figures upon beast made of dark magic, catching the living grass, and houses aflame, as the sky turned black with ash and smoke. Laughter had been replaced by screams, and sound of slaughter. Dark figures cutting down all who they could find.
In fright, the girl fled, only to return to a abandoned massacre when the skies were once again clear. Nothing but ash remained. All had burned in the flames of the beings that killed her people. Nothing remained..... The child was alone now, and forever.
Now that child was now a woman, looking upon what had once been her home, the magic of the land only just now reclaiming it from the dark magic that taunted it that day, long ago." But, it does not matter now", said the woman as she turned away, walking to a white horse, who was waiting for her patiently, and swung onto its back, her hood falling off to reveal elegant pointed ears, and white hair, braiding in a surreal manner," I will carry on our legacy." The horse turned, walking further away from the field, the, now revealed, elven woman looking ahead," I will survive. This world will not forget us until eternity comes to make this world anew, so that we may rise again."
Kinzie Roge Late Reply. Reminds me a bit of Ellifain and Drizzt'Do urden.
Really? I've never heard of it. ^^
Its sort of a subplot in a a long and really awesome series of books written by R. A. Salvatore.
Summary being:
the main character of the Series, a Dark Elf named Drizzt Do Urden participated in a war party with his fellow Dark Elves to slaughter a frolicking gathering of Surface Elves. During the raid, of which he refused to take a life(hes the good sort, where the rest of his race are utterly evil) he came across a very young elf girl, and, rather than kill her, hid her under her own mothers corpse and slashed it to pieces, to make it seem like he had murdered them both.
Due to this, she is the sole survivor of the raid, and when she finally rises from under her mothers corpse, she is surrounded by hundreds of her butchered clansmen
The memory of that girl haunts him for several books, and you learn later that she has grown up, and she is hunting him down, her sole purpose in life being to kill him.
Kinzie Roge ..,,until eternity comes to make this world new...so we can rise....!!!Amazing good described text...The price of how victim learn to .....and the price of how horrible such magic is....May eternity make justice...and return what Us..fir never be abused by any kind of magic sort , FALSHE kings which not of us...and heavens wanting golden dust....ir king suns...and forests man...abusing our golden wings...MAY ETERNITY COME....!!
Kinzie Roge if eternity comes to make this world anew...each will become what REALY belongs to it....the forest and its own God to! They've made out of such story sort of king SAVING many fairys and CREEATE hero...to make place for all but initially origin there was not many in a forest living in same corner....Each have its own family and a fairy wing have much dust to spread on its beloved.. one....But..each wanted touch her wing then later beloved to for doing wrong things....then hold dust become less...Some other fairy of other sort araised ..another familie....to steale what belonged them...Well..we could ask the many kings that time ..how that REALY was....but they would never speak truth!! A real king or forest protector respecting Elfen as nature divine would never SPIONAJE....or steal them cloth while taking bath for its entertainment...!!
Really touching. I've listened to it 4 times already. Every time I listen to it, I realise different emotions made by those harmonic sounds. Good quality piece here.
those numbers are weak boy, pump it up!!
This is the BEST recommendation RUclips has ever made, Period!
The sky is as gray as her thriving thoughts, sitting out there with her mind spinning.
“What would happen to me if I had said yes, if I had accepted or refused?” -She asked the wind.
“Do fate choose us or do we choose him?”
The wind roars and with it, the dry leaves fall and accompany her.
She stands and dances with them, one step, two steps, and within the third disappears.
Her breath remains for a few seconds, before realizing that the answer was that she never existed.
Like Damn dis is so amazing istfg
Lovely
I always go back to this song and it always hits my heart in the perfect places. I love it so much
4 years and a day ago a masterpiece was created...
Majestic!
Is anyone thinking about an RPG,fantasy kind of story now?
I drew a character for this just now
I'm using this as the introduction to one of my discord roleplays.
Just gonna go ahead and say it: Skyrim's last Dragonborn, if born female; she truly IS "the Last of Her Kind."
@@Daelyah
Ffffffuhk
Not an RPG but i thought of Skyrim, with the player being the last true Dragonborn'
When I was a young man,I had liberty but I didn’t see it, I had time but I didn’t know it, I had love but I didn’t feel it. Many decades would pass before I understood the meaning of all three. But now the twilight of my life this understanding has past into contentment, Love liberty and time once so disposable are diffused that drive me forward and Love was especially Mucaro for you our children our brothers sisters and for the vast and wonderful world that gave us life and keep us guessing endless affection.
Meu Sofia Forever Yours Ezio Auditore de Ferenze
You are the first and last one of your kind. You're special, you're unique. The only one, never to be born as the same again. Be proud.
This makes me feel like I’m taking a trip through time..
Like there’s no ending..
It just keeps going.. longer and longer into the past..
It truly is incredible ♥️
I love this! It sounds like its describing a story
April Farley that's exactly what good music is. A song/piece that you not only hear, but you visualise a story or character in your mind. Music should always convey a message or tell a story.
+Some sort of demon Ikr I listen to a variety of different types of music and this type would have to be one of the best types I've ever listened to,It's so relaxing and just plain awesome!!
So beautiful. I don't know it's me or something but this music helps to find peace. And everyone is the first and last of their kind .
This music is mysterious, mystical ans so magic....
I ADORE this music, i play it over and over. Its mystical and enchanting and pulls you to it 😊
This song just helped me create an entire book series, that has now 4 awaiting book titles I need to finish. Your work is Amazing!!!!!
What are they about?
This song is so perfect. I never get tired of listening to it.
A 5 year old girl walks through the world. He was amazed by the view in the east, walking in the direction of the rising sun. Greeted by the song of birds which shouted to form a natural harmony. The sunshine hit the yellow rice, sparkling with the morning dew that had not yet fallen to the ground. The girl felt sure she made her move, running after the sun that was starting to emerge from behind the mountain. He stopped his steps, when he saw a grandmother picking strawberries and put them in the basket. The girl approached the grandmother, both smiled at each other and the girl immediately took the initiative to help the grandmother pick strawberries. After picking strawberries, Grandma asked her to come along. The girl followed suit, when she got home the grandmother wanted to process the strawberry, the girl wanted to help but was not allowed. Finally the girl could only wait and sit in a chair. The smell of strawberry jam was so good, the girl began to be tempted. Then he carefully sneaked into the kitchen to peek at the grandmother cooking, but who would have thought that the girl found that in the grandmother's kitchen there were so many heads of children that had been severed. There was even a headless body that was hung upside down with blood still flowing. Under the body is a bowl which is used as a vessel for blood which drips from the headless body. The grandmother replaced the bowl, then the bowl filled with blood before she put it in the strawberry jam stew. The girl slowly retreated, returned to the previous room and waited for the grandmother. The grandmother came with warm jam, which she then kept in the cupboard that was still in the same room as the girl. In the same cupboard, the grandmother also took cold strawberry jam, along with bread. The grandmother helped spread jam on the bread, then they ate together.
By far my favorite.
That violin is weeping and grieving for the world so hard...it’s sad to see a world filled with none of your kind
I listen to this piece a few times a month & have done for the past 5 years
Its my go to music to calm me,
Sweeten me, still me, inspire me
Its so delightful & a little scary
But that's its exquisite edge
I can't tell how deeply your music touches my soul. It resembles my dark gloomy introverted nature. You're one of my favorite musicians. I hope you see this Peter Gundry
This song is perfect for chilling in every moment, great job Peter
I also really love the sound of the guitar strings, they sound like somebody’s crying/screaming
Woke up today with this song in my head.
gosh i wish this was a longer loop i love this music.
astonishing💜 I could definitely see this music being played in a adventurous movie.
This is a masterpiece. Definetly my favorite of the songs you made. UNBELIEVABLE
Beautiful. Haunting. Sad. Full of hope. Happy. Dark. Moonlight. It's all of them.
The regret that they died because of you, the hopelessness that you couldn't do a thing, the pain of burying them with your own hands, the fury when the culprit is happy and you are in remorse, and the struggle of being alone. This is what I feel when I listen to this music.
Btw it's too superb!!
As a fantasy lover, I will cherish this music and I think its one of my favorites.
This calms me down whenever I have a hard time making decisions and i don't even know why
I really like this piece, it really is mythopoetic.
You are my favorite composer.
=) So happy you enjoy the music
Same!!!! I would love for him to come to cleveland!!!!!!
I am the last of my ancient tribe, and whenever I listen to this; I scream, and cry buckets. And I`m a big man. Thank you Peter. Your music is marvellous.
Whenver I walked the woods alone crying, I would hear the trees, and angels crying. I would feel so sad, and so holy at the same time. Whenever I cry; I cry like few others have done before me.
Darkness is so deep,
My heart pours in leaps.
Winds have grown so cold,
Breezes lose their hold.
Finding ways is hard,
Darkness strives through missing parts.
I’m lost in thoughts of night,
My soul burns through the ash,
Searching for the light.
Shattered dreams,
Nights spent drowned in tears,
Everyone's gone,
She's the last one here.
Family slaughtered,
Happiness, a mirage,
She has suffered,
Left with uncountable scars.
But her soul's strong,
She still shines,
Even if life's wrong,
She won't whine.
Even if it hurts,
Even if she's about to break,
She will go on,
As she's the last of her kind.
Sounds like she need to pray what a mess
@@onlyNtimE lol I completely forgot I ever wrote this. Now that I think about it, she really needs to restart life with better stats
@@deathzark7632 or maybe it was all just an illusion for her
@@onlyNtimE We all wish that our hardships are illusions, but that only gives us false hope. Everything she went through, good or bad, is what defines her. So even if her life was a failure, if she can find happiness in the end, she doesn't have to dismiss any part of her life as an illusion.
@@deathzark7632 my people are calling her for what she thinks she new pasty yes I'm not. Blue hair blue eyes true but for this I will not lie she needed to see truth. We have one life can't start over. So to this was my words of wisdom let me see
I want to meet her
She is hard to find!
Lysanna look in the forest
Lysanna Hello, I am the last.
Me too
Well, hello there! :D
Beautiful and Magical.
This is absolutely gorgeous.
soul music, just perfect
This gives strength to some people that listens to this. But to me. Why am I crying. Why do I feel like Ive been defeated. But at the same time. Somewhere within the song, makes me wanna rise back up again like a fallen angel
Isn´t it always the last one, that restores the Balance and destroys all evil. In almost every Story, everyone else of this kind is either bad or gone bad.
what big eyes you have
You deserve millions of subscribers! Your music heals my soul!🖤
With music like these, I feel as if I am there. I am watching a life, a story before my eyes with each emotion and choice. It does inspire me to write a story of characters and their past, present, and future. This is so peaceful to me, and calms my mind from the stressful busy reality.
So Pure. Un Aware. ..She's a Beauty. ...A Beast...A Gift ...How the Cares of the world she holds in her Heart.. .Sees Love in Everything and EveryOne. TRULY LAST OF HER KIND🎶🙏💛🙏🎶 thank u Dear Adrian. R.I.P🙏
Wooow!!!!!
Just simply mysterious and excellent. ✨✨✨✨✨
I cn sense sorrow in this mysterious music which looks like too soothing frm a surface level.🎭
Ooooh, this gives me chills~!!! Beautiful song
My favorite all time composer 💜
She's one of a kind.🌹
Thank you Peter Gundry for all the DARK MUSIC, Love It. Everything Works in my mind.
Please make more epic emotional ones
Been quite some time since I last heard such beautiful & captivating piece. Totally in love with it! :D
Hi Peter I really enjoy your music it’s very relaxing. A Big Thank You for sharing your musical talents with the World . Andy
The end of this masterpiece makes cry.
Thank you
I’ve not stopped crying
In the name of love, I set you free.
Be at peace, but without me.
Be not afraid, for your soul is made to flow.
just know that I will love you, wherever you may go.
I can't stop listening to it whatever my mood is!!
This always touch my soul deeply 🖤
Omg the comments make me cry even HARDER!!!! 😭😭😭 They're beautiful ✨✨✨
The most talanted music composer ive ever heard of
Words cannot describe how absolutely mystifying, intense and beautiful this piece is. This song is haunting, and I will gladly be haunted by it. Just, pure perfection. Bravo!
It feels like I'm leaving in the old days with my grandma in a old house woke up every day with the smell of tea and traditional food, OMG I miss you I wish could see you, family said that you loved me so mush and I was your favourite child in the house and that you staying awoke for hours to tell stories of quays and Laila and stories of wolfs and ghosts, witches, I have some details of your in my mind even if they are kinda invisible but I really enjoyed remembering them bless me grandma I love you always and for ever
Beautiful composition,Peter ! That gypsy violin always intrigues me ! :)
Thank you so much Sven, great to hear from you my friend
I just love drawing to music like this. The things I draw come out very beautiful and mysterious
The fact I scrolled so far down my RUclips history just for this speaks on how good it is ;)
I used to listen to this during my junior high school days. Now, I'm a senior college student, and it brings back lots of memories.