dreams

dreams  but it's slowed &amp; reverb

dreams, but it's slowed & reverb (feat. sedogybedam)

fallen

Inertia - The Scream of The Phoenix.MP3

a moment in time. i hope you enjoy 

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leapyear
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leapyear - here now

a vow - sonder.mp3

A Vow - Soundscape Lullaby

abandoned

the brightside of things - a vow

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last feelings

Fragments of Tomorrow – Ambient Ethereal Dystopian Soundscapes

Fragments of Tomorrow drifts through a hauntingly beautiful world caught between decay and hope — a soundscape of ambient, ethereal, and dystopian textures that evoke the remnants of a fading future. 🌌⚙️ Layers of ghostly synths, fractured echoes, and atmospheric tones intertwine, painting scenes of forgotten cities, endless skies, and dreams suspended in static.

This collection captures the quiet pulse of desolation and renewal — music for those who find beauty in stillness and meaning in the ruins. Perfect for writing, reflection, or cinematic immersion in the world beyond the horizon. 🕯️💫

Escape Quest

Story
Something Unique
In a forgotten corner of the cosmos, where the constellations still sing in ancient dialects, a creature without equal was born. She had no name, because no language could contain her. Her skin was liquid obsidian, her eyes two moons facing each other, and her voice... her voice was the perfect blend of a whale's sigh and the creak of a glacier.
The gods watched her with curiosity. She was not the daughter of any, nor a product of prophecy. She was something unique.
Humans, seeing her in dreams, called her a thousand names: inspiration, chaos, muse, shadow.
But she answered none of them. She only walked between planes, sowing questions.
One day, she descended to the mortal world. Not to rule, nor to save. Only to listen.
She sat on the top of a Basque mountain, where the wind speaks Basque, and waited.
Poets, musicians, children, and the elderly arrived. Each one offered her something: a song, a secret, a tear.
She took nothing. She just smiled, and when she did, the sky changed color.
Over time, they understood that her power lay not in what she did, but in what she provoked.
She was the mirror that doesn't reflect, the question that doesn't seek an answer, the spark that doesn't burn.
She was something unique. And when she left, she left behind a whisper that still floats in the air: "Don't look for me on maps. Find me in what you can't explain."

🎶 Listen 💫 Share 💬 Comment ➕📃🎧 Add to your playlists... Because this journey is meaningless without you... Thank you for being here... J. Bilbao

Sonic Universe

Something Unique II

ambient music 

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