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SEPULCHRE

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ALEPH - SMALL PIECES

ALEPH - HELIX

ALEPH - MOTION IN DESCENT

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REFRACTOR EP

TAUOMI

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ALEPH - TAUOMI

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I Sleep

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Hey!

As you may or may not have noticed, it's been a while since I've put anything out. There's quite a few reasons for this.

I was busy with my studies for about a year now and barely made anything music related during that period. I also overcomplicated things for a long time, which had an obviously negative impact on the process of sharing music online. In a sense, this is also one of the reasons why I'm publishing this tune. I want to remind myself that sharing is both necessary and not as difficult as it may seem sometimes.

I'm still looking for the direction I'd like to take the Keitha project, which inevitably leads to inconsistency in the music I create. This fact always makes me doubt how to feel about this or that track and whether It's worth showing it to the world or not. Not to mention finishing stuff at all.

Despite all of the above, I'm taking steps. Day by day, I deepen my understanding of the processes I interact with, optimize my workflow, and develop an increasingly mature outlook on things. I really hope this will allow us to hear way more new Keitha in the near future, and I will do my best to make it happen. 

Thank you for going through this with me <3

✻ eventide

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Story
The Prince in the Well. A Bruneian legend.
Many centuries ago, in the heart of the Sultanate of Brunei, where rivers intertwine with the jungle and the sea kisses the shores with reverence, a just but stern sultan ruled. His name was Sultan Hakkim, and his kingdom flourished under his firm hand. He had an only son, Prince Aiman, whose spirit was as free as the wind that stirred the palm trees.
Aiman ​​was rebellious not out of contempt, but out of curiosity. While his father saw tradition as the backbone of the kingdom, the young prince dreamed of exploring beyond known boundaries: crossing the seas, learning from other peoples, and understanding the world not only as an heir, but as a man.
One day, during a royal assembly, the sultan announced that Aiman ​​should marry the daughter of a powerful ally, thus sealing an alliance that would ensure peace. But the prince, his voice trembling but determined, refused.
"Father," he said before the court, "I cannot give my heart as a bargaining chip. My loyalty to the kingdom is unwavering, but my soul compels me to choose my own path."
The sultan, wounded in his pride and fearing that the prince's disobedience would undermine royal authority, accused him of betraying his filial duty. In a burst of anger and grief, he decreed an exemplary punishment: Aiman ​​would be thrown into the Well of Shadows, an ancient sacred well within the confines of the palace, where it was said not even an echo returned.
On the night of the punishment, under a moon veiled by gray clouds, the guards led the prince to the well. There were no tears in his eyes, only a profound sadness. Before being pushed, he looked at his father and whispered:
"Let my silence speak louder than my voice."
And he fell.
But the well did not devour his life. According to the elders, the waters at the bottom were not of death, but of purification. There, in the darkness, Aiman ​​reflected for days. He did not blame his father; he understood that the weight of the throne clouded the heart. And in that isolation, he found a truth: freedom without responsibility is chaos, and duty without compassion is tyranny.
Weeks passed. The sultan, consumed by remorse, began to hear rumors: as night fell, a soft melody could be heard from the well, as if the wind were singing with the prince's voice. Some swore they saw a faint light within, and others said the well's water healed the afflicted.
One early morning, the sultan, dressed as a simple peasant, approached the well. There, amid the mist, he heard clearly:
"Father... I did not come to challenge you, but to understand you."
The sultan fell to his knees. He wept for the first time since he was a child. And in that moment, he understood that the true legacy was not to impose, but to listen.
He ordered the well to be sealed with stones carved by his own hands, not as a prison, but as a sanctuary. On them, he had the following inscription written: "Here lies the voice of the one who chose to remain silent so that others might speak."
Since then, it is said that Aiman's spirit inhabits the well. Not as a ghost of vengeance, but as a silent guardian whispering to those who pass by:
“Respect is not blind obedience. Love is not possession. And reconciliation is born when pride bows before the truth.”
And on full moon nights, if one approaches with a pure heart, one can still hear the echo of a flute… or perhaps, just the wind reminding one of a lesson Brunei has never forgotten.

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Sonic Universe III

The Prince in the Well VI

흩어진 악보 위에, 네가 남긴 흔적들
가끔씩 스치는 바람이 너의 숨결 같아

오늘도 나는, 피아노 곁에 홀로 앉아
네가 좋아하던 멜로디, 잠시 떠올려 보네

가사 없는 이 곡에, 너의 이야기를 담아
한 조각의 추억마저, 소중히 간직하려 해
떠나간 너지만, 홀로 남겨진 나는
너의 잔향에 기대어, 오늘도 너를 불러

이별이란 이름의 곡을 연주해
피아노 위에 흐르는, 너와 나의 시간들
아프지만 아름다운, 우리의 잔향 속에서
너는 떠나고, 나는 여전히 너를 연주해

흩어진 악보 위에, 네가 남긴 흔적들
가끔씩 스치는 바람이 너의 숨결 같아

오늘도 난, 피아노 곁에 홀로 앉아
네가 좋아하던 멜로디, 악보에 담아 보네

이별이란 이름의 곡을 연주해
피아노 위에 흐르는, 너와 나의 시간들
아프지만 아름다운, 우리의 잔향 속에서
너는 떠나고, 나는 여전히 너를 연주해

흘러가는 시간 속에서 변치 않을 멜로디가
네가 없는 이 공간을 가득 채우며
너와 함께했던 순간들, 영원히 기억할게
너를 향한 멜로디, 영원히 너만을 노래해
--
On the scattered sheet music, the traces you left behind
The wind that occasionally brushes by feels like your breath

Today again, I sit alone by the piano
Momentarily recalling the melody you loved

In this song without lyrics, I imbue your story
Even a piece of memory, I want to cherish dearly
Though you have left, I am left alone
Leaning on your lingering scent, today again, I call for you

I play a song named 'Farewell'
Our time together flows over the piano
In our painful but beautiful echo
You have left, and I still play you

On the scattered sheet music, the traces you left behind
The wind that occasionally brushes by feels like your breath

Today again, I sit alone by the piano
And capture in sheet music, the melody you loved

I play a song named 'Farewell'
Our time together flows over the piano
In our painful but beautiful echo
You have left, and I still play you

In the flowing time, the unchanging melody
Fills this space where you are not
I will forever remember the moments we had together
The melody for you, forever I will sing only you

잔향(殘香,Sillage) (Inst.)

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