pov: you passed the spider at the hive and got shrine tp abil

the energy this gives off is just magical. The instrumentation, the envrionment this is made for and the usage of bird chirping and other animal noises is just fantastic. really sells the "magical tree city" vibe.

Deepwoken

dream i of a changing world while sleeping,
born from ash, the barrel of a gun,
but until that comes, i say while weeping -
there's no place for us beneath the sun.

( - Naktigonis, 'Yearning')

Pelagic Slumber

STAR-SWEPT INSOMNIA
SKY-SUNDERED SLEEP
MIND-ADDLING MANIA
HARROWING DEEP

( - Naktigonis)
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For what are space and time but the inventions
Of sorrowing men? The soul goes faster than light.
Eating the moon alive, it leaves space and time behind.

( - Donald Revell, 'Death')

What Mends Shall Fray

The other night I had a dream, you came to me or so it seemed
On a zeppelin made of crystal, made of glass.
Upon a steam calliope you sat and played a song for me,
A shanti from a vagrant midnight mass.

Oh, we puffed a pipe of turkish moss and set course for the albatross,
A sea of silver prophets on the wing.
And through the captain's telescope, you gazed and blew a ring of smoke,
And then we bade farewell unto the spring...

( - Vagabond Opera, 'Red Balloon')

Of Chitin, Kith And Kin

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

( - Naktigonis)

Pyres Of Glass

And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

( - Percy Bysshe Shelley, 'Ozymandias')

In Starstruck Sands

And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.

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

Cry 'Havoc!'

The winter breeze begins to blow,
It carries gently falling snow.
The first of many winter moons
Shines brightly as the card'nal croons.
The charming bird now sings alone
A lullaby for snow and stone.

( - Naktigonis, 'A Snowy Night / All Was Well')

A Waltz Of Snow And Knights

We're workers of Summer Company,
That fortress of smoke and steel!
For guns we forge and bullets make,
Leave fire in our wake -
We work for the Summer Company!

The Isle of Summer marks our home -
Our fortress of smoke and steel!
The bellows roar and anvils ring,
We serve no lord or king -
Except for the isle that marks our home!

( - Naktigonis, 'The Summer Company Song')

Of Smoke And Steel

the field-mouse at the falcon ruby-eyed shall leap
and tear with claws apart 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')

Thrill Of The Hunt

voiceless scream and empty power,
hollow courage, timeless hour.
toothless maw and clawless beast,
feast upon a god deceased.

( - Naktigonis, 'but i, but i, but i')

Of Labours, Veiled

I had now a host -
Some eighteen at most
Now followed my orders and tended each post.
And with confidence vast
I barked, 'anchors aweigh!',
And soon my dear ship journeyed out from the bay.

( - Naktigonis, 'Tale of the Storm')

To Shores, Distant

They will be wearing the colours of home, colours that have not yet been. [...]
They will not walk at your side because you ask, but because you have asked.
They will be with you until the end. They will seem to know when that is, to the hour.

( - Fallen London, 'The Pale League of Irem' storylet)

Dancing Steps Of War

Šešėlis
Štai, nakty tamsioj.
Šmėžuoja jis pasieniais.
Jo mėlis
Aklinoj tamsoj
Klajoja vienui vienas.

( - Naktigonis, 'Adata')

In Shade, Hollow

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

( - Robert Frost, 'The Road Not Taken')

Peregrine

in fire-kilns of misery,
the crucible of woes,
are forged the paths of history.
where shall they lead? who knows...

( - Naktigonis)

Nascence

Released to Soundcloud June 21, 2024.

Number 16 on the Chill chart at Hypeddit.

Number 35 on the Best of the Rest chart at RepostExchange.

Free Download

DisNDat 001 - The Journey Begins with One Small Step

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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Naktigonis

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