the songseekers when i take away their mantras (im a silentheart)

please nakigonis i need ethiron ost leaks

mistakes can be beauty, as time comes to pass -
a flame can turn sand into pyres of glass.

( - Naktigonis)

Pyres Of Glass

"In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain, 
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp, 
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!"

( - William Blake, 'The Tyger')

Sin-Smelted Scoriae

"To reassert my rule, I sought out unscrupulous men skilled in the application of force. Tight-lipped and terrifying, these mercenaries brought with them a war machine of terrible implication."

( - The Ancestor, 'Ancestor's Memoirs: The Brigand Pounder', from the video game "Darkest Dungeon")
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"Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds [...]."

( - William Shakespeare, "Julius Caesar", Act III, Scene I)

And Let Slip The Hounds Of War

"The lightning answers. A colossal knot of violent, violet light stabs through the sky. A sigil of fire! The thunder roars. Your crew wail and shriek. [...] The sigil's meaning is branded into your mind: the erroneous assumption that there will be a tomorrow.

When you blink, you see it. When you sleep you will see it. When you die you will see it."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Storm That Speaks' interaction)
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"Tree-branches cast shadows on the walls of the cave. The light here is not violet, but the cold blue of winter mornings. This is why you came from the Surface. You thought you knew, but you did not, could not know. By the time you leave this place, you will forget again."

( - Fallen London, "Woods in winter" storylet)

The Killing Wind

just me messing about w/samples and remixing 'Of Chitin, Kith And Kin' from the Deepwoken OST (https://soundcloud.com/naktigonis/of-chitin-kith-and-kin/)

absolutely not finished and not meant for Deepwoken main game, but i love the way it flows so i'm putting it out as a fun preview on soundcloud. might fully finish this one day and make it into a C-Side track B)

The Gestalt's Dance (WIP)

"the moon grows brighter, sun grows dim,
but night is neither foul nor grim.
so lovely, in autùmnal shades,
them evening proudly masquerades
as dances it a sarabande."

( - Naktigonis, 'the plight of birds')
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"And the lights, they come swirling,
On the walls they land, twirling.
Dancing nobly and calm,
They might rest on your palm
                 for a while.
[...]
As they waltz on the walls,
They embellish the halls -
My, what beautiful sights
To my eye bring these lights!"

( - Naktigonis, 'dim lights')

A Light In The Sky

"yet now!
the sun fades out as thousand-voiced
  the lamb does howl back at the wolf,
       unhinging far its maw,
            and lunging for the neck -
the blood-starved beast is eaten,
and the hunter now is prey.

the field-mouse at the falcon ruby-eyed shall leap
and tear apart with claws its feathers and its wings,

the stray gazelle, wild-eyed and fanged,
shall hunt its fear-elected king -
the dread-maned lion, - in a petty feast;

the rabbit now shall turn to beast,
blood-starved, with fire in its eyes,
it stalks the fox, in wait of time to strike."

( - Naktigonis, 'our book of modernity')
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"[...] A humming vibration is all around you, resolving into new tones as you let your perception wander over its octaves. Your eye wanders up towards the snow that covers the peak. Snowflakes float eternally in a stilled wind. Layers of packed snow perch precariously on each other, unsettled by the sound of the vibration. You are staring at the beginning of an avalanche, and you can almost imagine, almost feel all that snow collapsing down the slopes towards you.

But you are safe in a moment that's been stretched, pulled like taffy, soft and warm and enveloping your body."

( - Fallen London, 'A Dream of Stillness: Look' (Upon A Painted Sea) storylet)

INSOMNIA

"Here in the eye of the storm, the winds ease. You are ringed by scudding clouds. A silver radiance illuminates your engine, like resurgent moonlight [...]. The voices on the wind clamour, until a peal of stern thunder stills them."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Storm That Speaks' interaction)

The Storm That Speaks

"Impatient winds hound your vessel. Beneath their moan, you can hear whispered voices. They call to you, inviting you to leave your engine and join their revels in the vaults of the sky [...]."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Whisperwinds' interaction)
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"A simple rite. Open windows; shivered words; a wind, welcomed in. Is it a comfort, to know you are not alone? To be watched by one of the capricious gods of the turning sky? Their attention can draw other, unwelcome things."

( - Sunless Skies, 'The Thing in the Mist' interaction)

Whisperwind

"While the statue is the raw material of nightmares, there is something soothing about the idea that even a beast like this might be harnessed; that there is the chance of such an ally, for those who crack the code of offerings and prayer. Whether it is actually listening, it is impossible to tell. The thought that it even might, however, is something to hold onto in the dark."

( - Sunless Skies, 'Carillon - An Overgrown Shrine' storylet)
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"The man who is traveling and does not yet know the city awaiting him along his route wonders what the palace will be like, the barracks, the mill, the theater, the bazaar. In every city of the empire every building is different and set in a different order: but as soon as the stranger arrives at the unknown city [...], he immediately distinguishes which are the princes’ palaces, the high priests’ temples, the tavern, the prison, the slum. This – some say – confirms the hypothesis that each man bears in his mind a city made only of differences, a city without figures and without form, and the individual cities fill it up.

This is not true of Zoe. [...] The traveler roams all around and has nothing but doubts: he is unable to distinguish the features of the city, the features he keeps distinct in his mind also mingle. He infers this: if existence in all its moments is all of itself, Zoe is the place of indivisible existence. But why, then, does the city exist? What line separates the inside from the outside, the rumble of wheels from the howl of wolves?"

( - Italo Calvino, 'Invisible Cities')

Kyrie

i lied, stole, cheated, and killed to release these songs

Mars 1

i make music and suck at videogames 

currently working on the OST for Deepwoken, a Monad Studios game! B)

commissions currently closed! 

any inquiries? contact me here, on twitter (@Naktigonis), or via my business email, tenebrousgravelord@gmail.com

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enjoy the music while you're here - maybe you'll find something to your liking B)

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