Ressentiment

Alternative title: 

 The Fate of Mortals Who Came Too Close to The Birds Who Lived on Sirenuse

Timid Doves Do Not Live on Sirenuse

This sonic experience takes you, dear listener, on a journey.

To maximize the experience as the sound designer intended, please put on headphones, and imagine a scene:

"""

You, a mortal, have stumbled upon the lair of a great being. An energy compels you to slither in. Your weak flesh squirming your entire being forward, until finally... an opening! You jump down.

You are now in the presence of a shrine... energies both great and terrible lay before you. However, you cannot flee.

"You have caught my attention, mortal... That is most unwise."

You try to find a way to flee - a river! It must be flowing somewhere! But alas, the creator of time has you. Her demons come roaring towards you. Whispers from both near and far encapsulate you.

You are lifted up into the air. Your entire essence is both trapped in a stasis of pain and greatness. The wind pierces at you and yet holds you up. A million thoughts fly by in your head, yet none of them complete. And the demons... the creator of time... all of these immortals have their nasty fingers on every part of you.

You choke.

You're not allowed to die.

You cannot recognize where you are. Your pain is still great.

You are let back to taste the comfort of the real world for a brief moment, and then thrust straight back into the timeless void.

You choke again.

The Creator of Time plays with you for eternity.

"""

This sound piece has two titles:
Firstly:
Trapped in the Lair of the Creator of Time

Alternatively:
Planck Sound

The origins of what inspired this sound piece:
I am partial to soundscapes, enjoy fantasy/science-fiction/mythology, passionate about storytelling through sequential assembly media (in this case audio), and interested in playing with the idea of creating the 'smallest unit of sound'. These three ideas meet to create this sound piece.

Smithi Skunnawat