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The Broken Truth

I Believe in Something More

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Shadow (Alternative Versions)

Shadow (Ambient Version)

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Pounce, one of Shirley's 5 cats, has been missing for over 6 months. Tale of a Loss Purr is a piece which conveys how much she misses him, her longing for him to return and the sweet memories shared together which will be remembered forever. Losing a pet cat, or any other pet animal, is incredibly painful. It is like losing a family member. Thoughts and prayers to all cats and animals who are suffering in the world.

Composer: Shirley Ly
String Quartet: Alerion Strings with Claudia Dehnke and Flora Yeung (Violinists), John Michael Hird (Violist) and Chris Terepin (Cellist)

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Tale of A Loss Purr by Shirley Ly | Piano Quintet

An old track remixed, re-arranged and re-named!🙂

Eye Of The Dragon

sentimental

The last movement of the Sonata for Double Bass and Piano (2024).

Pawel Strzelecki: 3. Finale [Sonata for Double Bass and Piano (2024)].

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The album: Time Away - Xochitl
Release date: 02-02-2024 on Legacy of Thought label:

Story: 
In the hush of the night, when the celestial tapestry adorned the skies, a couple, weathered by the weight of six decades, made their way to the heart of Nexal, the capital city steeped in the ancient traditions of Maztica. Their journey began in the distant coastal town of Azcat, but an unexpected storm, fierce and untamed, had swept in from the west, delaying their progress.

Their purpose: to lay offerings at the grand pyramid of Zaltec, nestled on the holy island of the Roses. However, their footsteps fell into the rhythm of fate, and as the sun dipped beneath the horizon, casting long shadows over Nexal, the couple found themselves wandering the deserted grounds of the sacred site.

In the quietude, far removed from the fervor of daylight worshippers, they discovered a sight that would etch itself into the annals of mystery. Within a basket meticulously woven from the supple branches of the Tzalam tree, cradled a babe, a mere whisper in the symphony of the night.

Xochitl, a name whispered by destiny, lay nestled within the woven cocoon. The child, no older than two moons, held secrets only the stars above could fathom. The couple, drawn to her innocence and touched by the celestial magic lingering in the air, brought her down from the temple atop the pyramid.

For over two weeks, the elderly couple immersed themselves in the labyrinthine city of Nexal. They sought tidings of the parents of the babe, making inquiries in every corner, and each evening returning to the summit of the pyramid, hoping for a reunion that seemed destined to elude them.

On the fifteenth evening, as the sun cast its final golden hues over the grandeur of Nexal, the couple stood once more at the apex of the pyramid. A profound stillness draped over them, and in that sacred moment, a voice, soft as a zephyr yet mighty as a tempest, resonated behind them. It was a woman's voice, the embodiment of celestial love, which both froze and warmed their bodies simultaneously.

The voice spoke of destiny woven into the fabric of the cosmos. It commanded them to be the parents that fate had chosen them to be, to take Xochitl under their wings and cherish her as their own. As the celestial command unfolded, they found themselves unable to turn, their gaze fixated on the city below. The voice whispered the name "Xochitl" like a gentle breeze through the leaves, leaving an indelible mark on their souls.

When they could finally turn, the city sprawled before them in quiet reverence. Yet, on the altar behind them, a rose bush had bloomed, its petals unfolding in celestial harmony. From its branches dangled two feathered daggers, as if they were the fruits of this mystical plant. A silent understanding passed between the couple as they approached, taking the daggers as both a birthright and a legacy.

With Xochitl cradled in their arms, they embarked on a journey back to Azcat, guided by the echo of the celestial voice and the celestial daggers, carrying the weight of an ancient destiny.

Read the entire story here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vQ9f7qyh144Ri3oW64PTwWdirm4zrHC8pNLjiMO3cwBuUEXYZagIp8K6bUrZgu1Kc7MXq2hBOqOBrtk/pub#h.psouja3n3nbr

Xochitl

Time Away - Xochitl

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Muzika za film 🎥  pozoriste 🧚‍♂️ originalna muzika 🎵
Muzika koja osvaja srca ❤️

Branislava Labus Hrustic  - magic music, arrangement and production. 
Her music is art, she paints with sounds ;) 
She graduated from Music Academy in Novi Sad, Serbia, with a double degree in Music pedagogy and solfeggio. MASTER OF THE MUSIC
The Indie Gathering 2017 Contest Submission - Composer Branislava Labus Hrustic  entry has won an honorable mention award in the competition.
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