you're studying in a haunted library with ghosts ( a playlist )
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Are you looking for these for creative work or study? :
ruclips.net/video/BII7NOZb6cs/видео.html
For studying, now in an online lesson, it is always annoying when there is only silence against the background of conversations. It's easier with music. Thank you ♡
(Sorry if the sentences are written incomprehensibly, I translated some words through a translator, I don't know English well. By the way, greetings from Russia. The video is very comfortable.)
No
I like to read to them
POV: you're the ghost but failed to frighten the students because they're already worried about not turning in their homework on time.
ton pseudo me fait peur
so, the real ghosts are teachers...
@@perledefeu Merci bcp xD
@@leshurlementsdelacave9563 😂😂
Shoulda picked a better time to scare students than the week before finals
Music is the language everyone speaks. If you read this, we wish you success, happiness and safety!
thank you
The Universal Language~
Aww thank you my love, all the same to you!
I wish you the same !
I'm to..
haunted doesnt necessarily mean horror it simply means ''being frequently visited by'' it could be by a nice entity as well and not always an evil one :)
OR: It could be a deceased cat 🐈 or dog 🐕.
The ghosts haunting me be like: "NERRRRRRD"
'Taunting'
sounds like a minecraft legend once said.
On a cold rainy night,
My soul rests in harmony
Forbidden to awake until it senses
The ecstasy of the delightful music...
Forever i hear the piano's spirit
Caressing my ears with serenity
Sleep precious child of the shadows
And dream of wonders beyond this night....
beautiful good one
@@ZER0.ZIMRAN thanks. This kind of music does inspire the poet inside of us😁👍
This is so beautiful! You’re such a great poet
This is so beautiful I like it so much ❤️❤️ gives me so much inspiration as an amateur writer 😁
Very beautiful.❤❤ if you have instagram account please post some of these.
A Matter of Trust Gavin Luke,
3:50 Deseo Nocturno Ralajacion
4:37 Aroma Megan Wofford
7:00 Book of Maps Franz Gordon
10:00 Empathy Gavin Luke
24:30 Meadows in Smaland Franz Gordon
Is this the full tracklist? That's a big skip between ten minutes and 24 minutes.
@@QueenElaofArendelle It repeats
I can't seem to find "Deseo Nocturno Ralajacion", the ones I found were totally different from the one heard in this video, idk how to find the music from this video
@@phill3ttea hi, i think the first song is A matter of trust by gavin luke ❤️ have a nice day
the last is 23:10*
have no idea haunted library's vibe could be so relaxing like this
If I were in a truly haunted library I would not be nearly so relaxed!
Yeah it's actually pleasant! Sort of feel like I'm at Hogwarts or something
@@joepugh678 we have ghosts in our house from time to time. not scary.
@@johncalkins6631 FR
I'M NOT EVEN KIDDING THE SECOND I PLAYED THIS PLAYLIST ALL THE LIGHTS IN MY APARTMENT WENT OFF AND THEN ON AGAIN WTF MY HEART LITERALLY STOPPED
The music is so calm tho:')
(I know it was a coincidence but it was so crazy fr. In case it was not, those ghosts better help me pass my exams after the heart attack I almost had)
Bro the ghosts living in your apartment basically asked you to study as they are there to give you the real ghost in the library feeling
Edit: you know what I just saw that this is 1 year old comment . Dont mind me
@@booklover7797It seems like it was just yesterday, this playlist still gives me the chills 😭
@@Irene-eq4pxDID YOU PASS YOUR EXAMS. WE NEED TO KNOW
@@thenonfurry I did! The ghosts helped 😭
I flipped the page when a splatter of water drops hit the paper, making me look up.
The boy who stood over me was lanky, dressed in the academy uniform. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows so you could see his pale skin and long fingers that traced over a couple of words on my book pages.
His face was always obscured by a pail on his head. That pail was what caused water to drip on my book. Water always dripped from it, show casing the boy's death.
The other kids at the school called him 'Pail head' it was his ghostly title, since he haunted the abandoned halls near the older part of the school. But I knew him by his actual name.
"I'm reading about a princess who runs away to serve a dragon." I told him as he set a translucent hand over the pages, gently. Then he tapped lightly at his wrist, and I looked at the clock.
"I've been reading for perhaps an hour." I answered.
Then he closed my book, pushing it off my lap.
"Hey." I giggled as he then held out a hand for mine. Shaking my head with a little smile, I took his hand.
He was nothing but air really, but I could feel pressure around my hand, like a strong breeze squeezing my palm as he pulled me to my feet.
He didn't mind me reading, but he never let me read for too long. It wasn't what he enjoyed doing with me around.
I stumbled a bit as he pulled me towards him and he raised my hand, twirling me about.
I laughed as he whirled me around, prancing about the room with a livelier dance than what I was used to.
Memories flooded my mind of happier times he had as a child. That was good, I was glad to see he had experienced some happiness in his life.
I didn't mind dancing with him. Even though I wasn't good at it, somehow he made up for that.
He made it fun.
The only downside was when it ended.
The bell rang after a while, and we had to stop. I gripped his hand tighter now, even as he slipped it from me. His memories fading along with any warmth that had been in my body.
I was always left so cold inside afterwards. After spending so much time with him, I'd gotten used to it. But...I still didn't like it.
I'm so sad now, how am I supposed to do my homework??
But that was wonderful, thank you
@@hopper__ this was so wonderful to read and I'm glad I did. I wish it was longer
@@renukaselvam6541 I've written so many of these. I've lost track of all the playlists I've written in. Perhaps I should try to compile them..
Edit: I have compiled as many as I could find into a playlist I'm calling 'Prompts' there are some playlists that have music that swears. If that bothers you, I apologize in advance!
ruclips.net/p/PLwHujZgT0mwYr28CAmb6tvdAO7jLG_FqQ
I felt kind of mesmerized of reading while listening to this masterpiece, clear pictures came to my mind like a movie in my head. I loved your writing and yes, you should please compile them. 🖤
I just want to add a small theory of mine to your beautiful story!
Maybe the reason you feel cold after touching him, is because he might feel warmth during this time :)
Francesco Petrarca (better known in English as Petrarch) was a Medieval Italian poet and historian. One of his masterpieces is a letter to posterity, meditating upon the age in which he was living (the 14th Century) and expressing the hope that future generations would live in a better world. For some reason, this playlist allows me to get into his head, to feel what he did in that moment and form a direct connection with him, despite the gap of seven centuries that separates us. Thank you so much for allowing me to do that. :)
Спасибо за совет, теперь читаю "письмо к потомкам"
Fascinating, thank you for this.
This is really interesting, and the power of music really is limitless
@@twilightdream Франциск
Да избавит меня Бог от такого безумия. Мне свидетель мой дух, знающий все мои заботы, что я всегда пылал любовью к вечности. Я сказал, или, ежели я нечаянно оговорился, я хотел сказать только, что смертным я пользуюсь как смертным и не пытаюсь насиловать природу вещей безмерным и гордым желанием; я домогаюсь людской славы, вполне сознавая, что и я и она смертны.
Thank you for this info! :)
Listening to this while reading Dracula as it rains outside and candles are flickering 💞
I'm 64 and have only just started reading Dracula. I was put off reading the book by all the films, but wow, it's so atmospheric, lovely writing. It helps that I've been to Whitby. So glad I'm now hooked on Bram Stoker. This playlist is perfect.
@@suecondon1685 it was my first Bram novel and I am definitely interested in reading his other work! Dracula was phenomenal.
lol, I am too😂😂
I am literally studying history listening to this and it gives awesome vibes
The night was young. Once upon a time, it was only you and I stuck under scared blue light, momentarily laying under the sign that signified our time. The sirens whaled on as I longingly looked into your eyes. My love, I'll escape this night without you. Leaving only the whisper of your name dangling in the air. The wind will carry these last words away. My soul fleeting slowly behind. Hear me at night, as you open your window and feel the stilled air waiting for a sign. Close all the windows, shut out the past. Please forget me, forget these tried and true nights. Say goodbye. The signs are written on my heart, that heart that has now been faded. Blow the ashes away and forever be saved.
That was beautiful. Your mind works in interesting ways and having come up with this thought is just another way for us to see how mysterious and wonderful the our brain works in creating poetic or beautiful thoughts… sometimes the music influences how I write or think.
Wow, that's beautiful!
That is my new favorite poem. Seriously I personally hate poems but this one is amazing.
oh wow, this is beautiful, thankyou
Okay, I don't mind having ghosts around, as long as they're quiet, it's okay😊
I've always loved studying in the library. About 5 years ago there was a fire that destroyed it, but luckily they found no one inside, or worse. After a year the library was up again, but the cause of the fire was not yet understood. It is not even possible to formulate plausible hypotheses, since both librarians were there that day. It wasn't a big library, so it's understandable that it caught fire quickly.
Anyway, one day I decided to go back to studying in the library. It had been a long time since I went back and a lot of changes had been made.
The environment seemed much colder and darker. I went upstairs and looked for the usual table where I used to study. In its place was a glass case containing an old leather-bound book with strange symbols on the cover. A little further on I found a table and started studying.
Hours passed, and without realizing it was midnight. That was weird, the last time I came, the time was scheduled to close at eight pm.
I got up and went downstairs to check if Kate, the librarian, was still there. On her desk was her purse, her keys, her phone and a strange stick with the same symbols I had seen on the cover of the book. They will be symbols of the library, I thought, and Kate will be arranging some books. After all, during the reconstruction they had enlarged the building and I still had to explore it all. There were a few lanterns, quite distant from each other, to illuminate the environment with a faint light. I loved the atmosphere. I decided to stay until closing, even if I didn't know the time. Kate, before closing, would check if anyone was inside, right? I went back upstairs to study, but as soon as I got to the top of the stairs I got a severe headache. I decided to rest for a moment. I sat down, resting my head on the table, and closed my eyes. A gust of cold air took me full and I stood up, confused. I saw no windows or doors, no possible source of that current of air. I was starting to want to leave that place, after all it was very late. But as I approached the stairs a white shadow appeared in front of me. I held back a muffled cry and fell to the ground. Like a fool, I curled up, hoping it was just a hallucination from exhaustion. When I tried to get up, hoping to be able to run away, I saw that figure again. Looking at her better she had a human form, her face had feminine features, but from the waist down it dissolved, in ... smoke? Dust? Light? I didn't understand.
The ghost girl pointed to the chair where I was sitting just before her and made a book appear out of nowhere, made of the same material she was made of, identical to my history book. Did you want to study with me? Did you want me to read you a paragraph of what I was studying?
Unsure, I sat down, and she came close to me, floating. She pointed to paragraph 3 and I started reading it.
Dozens of other ghosts appeared from the shelves, and they all began to listen. I was very nervous, but I read the paragraph to the end.
They seemed interested in the image of the city on fire ... flames ... ghosts ... I'm studying in the bookstore.
I turned to them and called Kate. The ghost girl I had first seen approached me again. I recognized her.
But who were all the other ghosts ... none had died in the fire, apart from Kate evidently. And if she was dead, who was the girl I had seen at the entrance that afternoon, when I arrived at the library ...?
I will continue the story when I have time, now I have to go to study history.
And remember... I'm still alive...
omg.
You should become a writer!
Have you heard of The theory of the Tartarian Empire? Your piece of fiction may have tapped into something far more esoteric than you realise.
Muy bueno!! Quiero leer la parte 2
I dont know how to describe it, I know its a playlist for studying and it should be giving a spooky vibe, but it feels like a warm hug. Damn I needed this, thank you so much this playlist is wonderful
thank you
Perfect. I don't understand how you have so few subscribers. I want a lot of people to see this, because it's wonderful. I apologize if there are grammatical errors here, I'm bad at English
thank you
no worries man. one tip for english is to refrain from using "I" too much. many english speakers do this and it makes them sound robotic
Sadly, you write English much better than most native English speakers! You're doing great. 🙂
I think your English is doing alright. Trust me it wasn't easy to learn English from the day we start to speak. We talk in our own ways. But it would also help a lot of people that don't speak the same language as you. So we can learn with each other even if its with a stranger. Someone you dont know might ask you for help and when someone doesnt know what they are saying it makes it more difficult to understand what they want or need. So we like to study and learn how to speak a specific language so you can get along with the ones that don't speak your original language as you. Sorry for long reply but I cant help but type dont what's on my mind. I like to tell stories and teach random strangers on the internet knowledge that I know, but don't know how I know. Its like a gift that has been given to me since birth. Anyways again sorry and sorry that I say sorry a lot. Big habit of mine growing up 😅
I think your English is better than a lot of native speakers.
Why do I feel like whenever I read the comments to these kinds of videos, "studying in a haunted library/castle", that I know the people in these comments? Like we just get each other, because we all came here in search for a place of serene solitude, still as we choose to connect with people who also need someone to connect with. Get it? Like we meet through a dimension of music, with a mutual understanding of each other's feelings and wishes. And I love that.
thank you
Completely agree, I’m writing a novel right now about the secrets that lie in the walls of a haunted mansion, the main character is named Edward and is attempting to find answers to something that’s been eating at his conscience his entire life
Although I don’t believe in ghosts, I like the idea of an old library. the music is beautiful and relaxing - perfect for reading for enjoyment. Read the classics while immersed in these sounds
Why does this makes me feel like I'm falling in love with the ghost of that old mansion? 🖤
I've listened to a LOT of ambient playlists over the years (4th year undergrad, hello) and this is genuinely one of my favorites!!
thank you
This is exactly what I composed in my head during sorrow nights. I couldn't play piano but these songs completely align my imaginary improvisations
thank you
Fourteen-year-old Sam Evans walked to the library, looking around warily. The small town had a history of the paranormal, and she certainly didn't want to encounter any spooks. Especially not the one who starred in just about every local folk ghost story she could imagine. She shuddered at the thought of meeting him.
C'mon, only a few more feet, she thought.
Thankfully, she didn't have to hightail it for the bridge leading to the old cemetery. No headless spirit on horseback had pursued her. Sam breathed a sigh of relief as she reached the door of the library. She fiddled with one of her dark brown braids and then stepped inside, grateful to be out of the rain. Finding an empty desk in the study hall, she plopped herself down in the chair, set down her backpack, pulled out her laptop, and began to study. She had a test due on Monday. And it was on science--her least favorite subject.
She'd been there for about half an hour when she noticed another girl in the room. She had long dark hair in a messy side braid, pale skin, and green eyes. Sam guessed the mystery girl was around thirteen.
"Hey," Sam greeted.
The girl merely waved with a friendly smile on her face. Then she spoke. "What's your name?"
"Sam."
"I'm Alex. Guess I'm not the only one here who goes by a more tomboyish nickname."
She's got braces! Sam noticed. Like me.
"Whatcha studying?" Alex asked.
Sam let out a long melancholy sigh. She really needed to focus, but Alex seemed like a cool person to talk to.
"Science," she moaned. "I have a test on Biology."
"Oof." The girl shook her head in sympathy. "Well, good luck, Sam! I have to study too."
Sam never quite learned much about her companion until one day a couple of months later. While checking out some articles, she noticed an obituary that caught her eye. The picture of the girl who died matched Alex completely. It had to be a crazy coincidence. Sam's dark eyes suddenly widened with shock and then fear.
The words that caught her eye read:
ALEXANDRA "ALEX" JANICE MURRAY
October 31st, 2008 - November 3rd, 2021
She gasped. She'd been studying with a ghost.
Al these ads are ruining it
*The somber melodies of dark academia music evoke a sense of nostalgia and longing, painting a vivid portrait of forgotten dreams and lost loves*
When i see This type of video with type of music...i confess that i feel inside a world that belongs only to me
Shoutout to the peeps who wrote the POVs/short stories in the comments! Y'all made my day! Keep it up! :D
Its the music that puts you into another state of being, where your mind wanders to a different world.
Working on a haunted museum house who the owner was a music composer in the industrial era in the city where always rains 🌧. Relaxing , beautiful yet haunting full of mysteries. I work on a place like that and this music goes perfectly with the atmosphere because theres a dance hall and a piano on it also a beautiful basement who looks like a dungeon perfect for a Halloween party ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Pov:Studying as the dimming of lights faded from a warm orange glow to a mysterious violet the flickering desk light provided assistance as flicked my eyes from one page of the browning pages to the other. The warm scent of faded cinnamon and books filled the air. Felt like home. Quiet, and inviting. The morning filled with the tapping of feet as they searched for their books or tapped away on their computers. The night was quiet and serene.
Sitting at the desk on my own the inviting tune of a lonely piano key was playing off in the distance. I wanted to listen to its sad but lovely tune but sadly the sound of a phone buzzing brought me out of my thoughts. Time to go home. Maybe another night I’ll follow the beautiful tune.
Sorry English no good but I wanted to write what this music made me imagine
@@purpledragon2418 it's great thanks for writing you made me imagine too
This is beautiful!
Thank you :)
How lovely ^_^ Could be an excellent prompt
It feels like a Sunday afternoon when it begins getting dark but I haven’t finished my homework 😢
Шикарно...я будто настолько долго находился в этой библиотеке, читая различные книги, что сам стал похож на призрака. Подскажите фильмы с подобной атмосферой, но чтобы не слишком старый был.
The piece played at 30:05 was sounding familiar to me when one refrain in the piece brought it to me.
It was used in a European horror movie "Terror Creatures From The Grave (1965)" and had some very bad lyrics written for it explaining how pure water would cure a plague.
Bad movie, Bad lyrics, but a very nice piece of music.
For those that are reading this, hope you’re well, content and happy ❤
POV: It was nearly dawn, the moon singing the last of her lullabies. You get out of bed, and put on your robe.
Your legs take you down the trail they have memorized through the stairs and hallways dimly lit by the grey light coming through the floor to ceiling windows, just enough to see the statues sitting on the left side. Frozen, waiting to be looked at.
Eyes unseeing, you keep walking until you reach the library. The smell of old paper and ink greets your nose. Memories flood your mind. Images of hugging hands, searching eyes and pounding heartbeats.
A sigh escapes your lungs, you miss them, and every cell in your body knows it. Feels it.
You close your eyes, and it feels as if they're there. Just for a second, you can almost feel their hands drawing up the falling robe up your shivering shoulder. Just for a second.
They said it would be hard, to lose a soulmate. They didn't say it would be your undoing. An end to your life without a death. A crime to your soul.
I HOPE UU LIKE ITTT :))
i was at a hotel recently, and ive had so much trouble sleeping in them. i fell asleep that night though, and when i woke up, i saw this shadow sitting on the side of my bed, his back towards me, his head turned and staring at me. i just stared at him. i guess i felt this sense of acknowledgment he was real. i guess it felt paternal in a way. it was strange. i spent so much time running from the voices and them and to just fall asleep that night in a new city, where i dont remember anymore, and still see that presence...it was a strange moment. for a short time i felt we were one in the same, though in a different city, different time. a delusion but it felt like we knew each other somehow.
To whoever reads this,
i love you
i love your smile
i love your laugh
i love your personality
i love your hair (or lack thereof)
i love you even if you have insecurities
i love your accomplishments
i love you even if you have failures
i love your eyes
i love your beauty
i love your handwriting (or the way you communicate)
i love the way you dance
i love you on your happy days
i love you even on sad days
i love you on the days you feel lonely
i love you on the days you feel helpless
i love you on the days you feel like no one cares
i love you on the days you feel forgotten
i love you on the days you feel unmotivated
i love you on the days you feel loved
i love you on the days you feel sick
i love you on the days you feel motivated
i love you on the days you feel depressed
i love you on the days you feel stresses
i love you on the days you feel crazy
i love you on the days you feel hopeful
i love you on the days you feel cuddly
i love you on the days you feel clingy
i love you on the days you feel amazing
i love you on the days you feel beautiful
i love you on the days you feel like a failure
i love you on the days you feel angry
i love you on the days you feel aggressive
i love you on the days you feel horrible
i love you on the days you feel safe
i love you on the days you feel unsafe
i love you on the days you feel vulnerable
i love you on the days you feel weird
i love you on the days you feel ok
i love you when you're healthy
i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music)
i love your taste in music
i love your taste in movies
i love your taste in tv shows
i love the way you act
i love you even if you cry
i love you when you're kind
i love you even if you you're mean
i love you even if you're alone
i love you even if you can't feel
i love you even if you feel too much
i love you even if you can't take life anymore
i love you even if you feel like it's too much
i love you when you're asleep
i love you even if you have nightmares
i love you when you have dreams
i love how you believe
i love you when you believe in yourself
i love you even if you don't believe in yourself
i love you even if you hate yourself
i love you when you love yourself
i love the way you think
i love you even if you have problems
i love your solutions
i love how you support
i love you even if you're in pain
i love you even if you're hurt
i love your promises
i love your secrets
i love your attitude
i love you sass
i love your creativity
i love your voice (or lack thereof)
i love you hand gestures
i love your stories
i love you even if you have wounds
i love you even if you have scars
i love your face
i love your past
i love your future
i love your present
i love your outfits
i love your style
i love your art
i love your honesty
i love you even if you lie
i love you even if you're tired
i love you when you're energetic
i love how you look
i love how you cook
i love you when you're adventurous
i love you even if you're scared
i love your imperfections
i love your perfections
i love you even if you worry
i love you when you talk (or communicate)
i love your opinions
i love you even if you have headache
i love you even if you have a stomach ache
i love you when you help others
i love you when you're mature
i love you even if you're immature
i love you in the hard times
i love you in the easy times
i love you even if life isn't bright
i love you when you're responsible
i love you even if you're irresponsible
i love you even if you fight
i love you in your darkest moments
i love you in your brightest moments
i love your heart
i love you in the day
i love you in the night
i love you at midnight
i love you at 3 am
i love you at all times
i love you at your best
i love even if your worst
i love the little things you do
i love all of you
i love you when you're you
i love 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
From the stranger on the internet who loves you :)
You're studying on a winter night peacefully,
you hear a clatter at the end wall of the library.
"Peeves, is that you?! Quit it!" You shout and return to the diary.
I’ve watched so many playlist videos trying to find the right one to study and yours is the only one i’ve liked so far, it’s the perfect vibe thank you
*Dark academia tunes transport me to a realm of intellectual reverie, where each note serves as a portal to a bygone era filled with literary brilliance and romantic allure*
I was looking or something a bit spooky/Halloween-ish. I'm so glad I found this. Even though its super bright outside, this definitely sets the mood.Thank you!
This is nice! I was hoping to see a ghost or two softly floating by :) Thanks for the content!
I also love your playlists , I use everynight to read my Books! Thank you so much!
Best study/creative work channel out there... posting unique but high quality songs.
Good job Hexen
This is very good. I've looped the thing three times already.
you are so talented i am gonna share this vibe everywhere istg its perfect.
This gives me "Haunting of Hill House" vibes and I love it ! :-)
Great movie!
I like both versions.
this is getting me through my final essay for comp 1 in college, thank you
The number of times I'm listened to this playlist is unhealthy 😭 I'm sooo i'm love with your channels ! Keep posting ! ❤
This is a great one, so many of these extended “ambience” music clips have the same repetitive melody going on… and on… over.. and over… in the SAME KEY… this one actually has some variety so you don’t get sick of it. Beautiful
Hello. I was struggling with my homeworks all day because of my lack of motivation, I fortunately found your playlist. So I would like to thank you for uploading this video. :)
Those ghosts better help me pass this exam or I'm getting the exorcist. 👻
Plot twist: the ghosts were the students stu-dying for the exam 💀
@@potatoes1640 stu-died*
They already dead lol
I felt relaxed and enchanted becouse of this playlist i was doing my homework and finished it with satisfactory thank you so much :)
This is absolutely beautiful to listen. I’m so glad I found you …. thank you
your versions of these compilation playlists are so helpful for studying
thank you
Seriously... It's amazing I am sooo in love with it I seriously wanted a nice playlist to study because I am a night owl everytime I heard other paino playlist I used to find myself sleeping but this one .. helped me wake up whole night to study... Thank you soo much 😌♥️
As a huge Casper/Paranormal fan thank you!, This is perfect for if Whipstaff Manor from Casper had a library!!, Thank you again!! :D
Haunted cemeteries, old book shelves, wooden houses, dark forests, and magick...I'm in😊❤
Idk why I’m so addicted to this sort of eerie ambience. So soothing.
It’s so hard for me to be in touch with my feelings, always feeling numb or some form of negativity. But the pure bliss and euphoria that this kind of music gives me is what I live for. Nothing can pull me out of that pit like music does.
Riders on the storm!! This is incredible! Subscribed
I'm loving this vibeeeeee. Got a paper due tomorrow morning. 10:21pm probably about 45 minutes left of work to do :)
I have gone through multiple playlists today trying to find the right one, and this one is perfect. Its so calming and warm, the rain in the background is a great addition
thank you 🥰
Only if this never ends, I'll study till forever ends
this gave me chills and peace ty
The Light House
I watch enveloped in envy as the winds continued their expedition through the overgrown coffee hair of the man I had chosen to spend the rest of my life with secluded away.
It was already past the usual time for his haircut but I’d been pushing it back for my own contentment.
He’d let the birds use his hair as a miniscule playground. Speaking of birds, I think they liked him more when he had longer hair. I make this mental note as I watch Rio hop and land onto his head, a free estate of theirs. He knew he’d have to detangle his hair some time later but for now he enjoyed the additional attention, moving as little as he can.
I was itching to approach the fence and just join the birds at playing with his sun dyed coffee hair. But- “coo”; Bobo had just gotten cozy in my lap and it would be a crime to have to move him. So I let Bobo continue to use my muffler as a blanket and he continued to nibble at my finger. He was trying to eat any leftover rice crisp treat leftover from earlier from my fingertips. His rose tinted beak nipped gently against my thinning aged skin.
Bobo’s nibbles had interrupted my knitting. I was working at making Archie another scarf for the nearing winter but from the looks of it this one was going to Bobo too; just like the other three. The white color of the scarf looked cozy on the milk tea Bobo it was tucked around and into. Bobo had a particular habit or if I may say; courtesy: to kiss my hand before taking food from it. A bird who could stabilize any racing heart.
Archie on the other hand was resting his chin on his arm against the century old iron railing, petting the grey-white feathers of Lulu, while the other thirteen pigeons shared rice krispy treats among themselves. From the back he still looked like the man I’d come here with; not a day older than sixty-five. I wanted to shout to him about being careful and not leaning too much, but I knew it would disturb Bobo who had just shut his orange eyes. Bobo’s velutinous little chest heaved up and down gently with both his wings tucked in. I pulled the scarf so it covered a little more of his little cashmere head.
I had to fight off the urge to turn Bobo over so he’d lie on his back and I could give him belly rubs. If a bird bares their stomach to you, rest assured they trusts you with their life.
Instead, I tucked Bobo further into the scarf and shifted so I could rock him from the sun.
A sound of wings against the winds and Archie, my husband turns around eagerly about to tell me something. As the sun fell on his face, you could tell apart the places where time had kissed him on his face. The eyes and smile lines of a golden retriever, with an everlasting grin; the one of a happy man. Streaks of grey hair visible in the sun, falling over the only part of the face that still held its youth; his dark almond eyes. He had Woonal on his right arm and had frozen still at the moment when his eyes caught Bobo napping on me.
He willed himself to relax first, before approaching me slowly and taking off a note from our chestnut pigeon’s feet; a letter had arrived from the other side of the sea. He handed it to me wordlessly, still a fool’s smile playing at his lips.
I took it with trembling hands….it’d been exact fifteen years since the day I had run away with someone’s father.
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Fantastic! I love the blending of each section to the next one. Seamless in the best way. I'm using this as my theme for Halloween as I hand out candy. Thank you for posting this lovely, yet spooky, music.
If I were to create a scene in my head with a ghost in a library..I would imagine a library much like the one in the castle in beauty and the beast..hundreds upon hundreds of books on seemingly endless shelves. The ghost would have shoulder length dark hair pulled into a low ponytail held back with a royal blue silk ribbon. He would be wearing a medieval era white cotton shirt with grey pants. I would imagine him teaching me to dance by a crackling fireplace while a piano plays itself in the background..his dark eyes both mysterious and intoxicating..his subtle smiles and gentle touches flip my stomach…”we will always be best friends..” ❤❤
POV: you are the ghost that failed to scare the students so you are now studying with them
I didn't knew that a haunted library playlist could sound so romantic 💖💖🥺🥺✨✨ New susbcriber 💖💖
i feel like a hardworking witch listening to this playlist and i love itt..
thanks Hexen
thank you
Misiana was a beautiful young girl. she would roam the halls of the school and students would stare at her. some were surprised. some were shocked. though no matter what they were... they were scared... they looked at her for a few second with horror on there face then they would run away as fast as they could... Misiana... Misiana... Misiana... that name rung through his head... the father of Misiana... he didn't know what to do... he just wishes.. he could see his daughter again... Misianas father walked out into a yard full of stones. he stopped at one.. the stone read...
R.I.P
Misiana
2011-2022...
Wow! tjat was a plot twist indeed
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@@bluzemoonz753 Well done
@@caril.9384 thx!
Omg sounds like a movie soundtrack 😮👏🏻
How are these ghosts more tolerant than the living? Thanks for tender mercies given.
Has anyone else read Piranesi by Susanna Clarke? I can't look at marble statues the same way anymore.
Thank you my friend !
I don't know about you guys but I personally wouldn't be able to study in a haunted library. I would either take my flashlight and go on a tour to see if I can catch some paranormal activity or freak out and run away xD
I would. The ghosts can repel the living for me.
Very emotional and beautiful music thank you!
this is great and relaxing. but unless those ghosts are helping me study, they would be a distraction.😄
Im in love with this thx wow this is amazing....
I wish the songs were listed in order with time stamps
Imagine this
Your a wizard who was beheaded before the blade struck your neck you sent your soul into the body of doll inside a massive library filled with arcane secrets.you now spend your days in your porcelain body learning and reading new magics
As the spirts of the long forgotten keep you company
A masterpiece of splendid art yessir
BEAUTIFUL PICTURE HERE AND GREAT MUSIC.....
Because of your playlist, i fell in love with "Aroma". I keep humming it and forgetting where I heard it, like, "Oh is this from a movie? Why am i singing it?" and its so frustrating because there are no lyrics lol.
I love this playlist but the rain... at first nice but when you are at the middle starts getting a bit noisy. But great work man.
And if you could write the songs below please?
Thanks, I like these.
I am in fact, doing homework in my school library, tired, almost sleeping with this playlist but its wonderful 😭
thank you 🥰
oh my good i love this music environemnt because it fits with the vibes and the seson we´re living right now
Can listen this forever😍
okay, that's kinda fascinating
I heard 'A Silent Spark' and immediately thought that the rest of the album would be here
I listen far too much to Heart of the River of the Sun😂
As is our hearts, so might' we fall. The heights aspired. Leave not' room, for lives to adjust. That finding' of small space to gain footing. The suspending grasp' when realized. The path laid, lain-not' for idol cares. It must be seized' without certain knowing. The coming away of hand, may find no' supporting comfort. Where next desired direction, brings hanging step. With
out' a found place of treading. In fateful mis-step, we become' those far distant ghosts our'selves. What haunts memory, left below this endless chasm. Once thought to be an ascending bridge, begin to be. But' a line, of lost opportunities. Seen while plummeting
in failure. From a course' never ment,
to be stayed.
i love the rain in the background
thank you
thanx for healing me :)
Perfect for spooky season!
thank you
Moon sounds like a real ghost town up in the sky..
Am I the only one who lives there.
Am i the only one who feels this..
Vivid dreams die on earth, empty emotions, dark places, heartless people and moreover.
Am I the only one who dies every day.
Tell me where the truth lies in a world of lies.
Tell me what the freedom is?
Fake rules, speachless minds, .
Am I the only one who has this problem on this earth.
Am I the only one, tell me what is this ??.
Wake up your mind, not your body.
Love with your heart, not with your money..
People need the awareness of real freedom.
I am reading New Moon by Stephine Meyer and this is so soothing and perfect for reading a vampire romance novel