Kindreams is now free to download.
(To those that did purchase it through Mimir's Brunnr, warmth to your hearts and thank you so very much for your kindness) 

Thanks to
Hiraeth, who lent her voice on Blood of Spring
Olivia Key, who lent her voice on Eternity
Phil of Mimir's Brunnr, who lent his words

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Halindir - Kindreams

Comfy Volume II

Æt & Arv.
Kin & Heritage.
Fourteen Fourscore and Eight

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Halindir - Æt & Arv

Buubdurub - Conquer Your Despair

Halindir - The Nine Realms

Halindir - Comfy XIX

Halindir - Comfy XX

Halindir - Prelude

Halindir - The Pond

Halindir - Horn & Oreb

Halindir - Oakbridge Meadow

Halindir - Álfheimr

Halindir - Ásgarðr

Halindir - Vanaheimr

"To Every Town: 
 Like you we left friends and family and the light of the Long Sun for this new whorl we share with you. We would greet our brothers at home if we could.
 We have long wished to do this. Is it not so for you?
 He-hold-fire, a man of our town, has labored many seasons where our lander lifts high its head above our trees. The gray man speaks to He-hold-fire and to us, and it is his word that he will fly once again.
 Soon he will rise upon fire and fly like the eagle. 
 We might clasp it to our bellies. That is not the way of hunters, and there are many beds of hide. Send a man to come with us. Send a woman, if it is your custom. 
 One alone from each town of this new whorl, whether he or she. 
 With us the one you send will return to our old home among the stars. 
 Send soon. Send one only. We will not delay. 
 Speak our word to others."

Gene Wolfe, On Blue's Waters

Halindir - On Blue's Waters

Halindir - Mainframe

Halindir - Miðgarðr

"I only know that he lay dying in the lander, and that he silenced its monitor so that he might die in peace.
A terrible yearning for the life he was to lose came upon him when the monitor had gone. He took off the ring Seawrack had given him not so very long before, and clasping it between hands that had been thick and strong implored every god he could call to mind to send a Neighbor to heal him. 
None came, and his legs were cold and dead. He felt the thirst of death, and it seemed to him at that moment that he had been cheated, that all his sons should be at his deathbed, and Nettle, who had been his wife, and Seawrack herself."
- Gene Wolfe, In Green's Jungles

Halindir - City Of The Inhumi

"Two floors below them, their reflected images knelt in the fishpond at Thelxiepeia’s feet, subsistent but invisible. There she would weep for him longer than they lived." 
- Gene Wolfe, Exodus From The Long Sun

This piece is dedicated to Hiraeth and Jeff Winston.

Halindir - Where Thelx Holds Up A Mirror

Halindir - Galanthus

Halindir - Hel

Buubdurub - DistoDisco XXX

Halindir - Comfy XXVIII

In Niðavellir
Of gold there rose
For Sindri's race

Halindir - Niðavellir

Halindir - Niflheimr

Halindir - Bifrost

"A knife with a worn blade and a cracked wooden handle lay at his feet. Reflexively, he bent to pick it up, and recoiled from it as if from a coiled snake. Something screamed in the emptiness, something deeper than resentment and thoughts of water, food, and healing. He backed away from the knife and stumbled through the open door into the darkest night ever known."
- Gene Wolfe, Return To The Whorl

Halindir - Return To The Whorl

"Recalling the Red Sun Whorl that it became, I cannot but wonder whether it did not sacrifice too much for us."
- Gene Wolfe, Return To The Whorl

Halindir - Mamelta

Halindir - Deus Vult

Halindir - Deus Vult II

Halindir - Event XVI

Halindir - The Meadow

Halindir - Deus Vult III

Soundclip used:
https://www.freesound.org/people/Robinhood76/sounds/209354/

Halindir - Tavern Loop

Halindir - March Of The Frogs

Halindir - Danevirke

Halindir - Intro

Halindir - Ungmøen

Halindir - Bøgen

Halindir - Vesterhavet

Buubdurub - DistoDisco XVII

Buubdurub - DistoDisco XVIII

Halindir - Conquest

To experience the piece in full, please watch the video by Mimir's Brunnr for which the piece was composed.
https://youtu.be/-fisNwfFj2k

Full text:

LAND

Without land, we have nothing, for land is the life blood of a people. The land shaped you and you it, as the inner essence of each is merged and reflected in the other. Under tutelage of the long winters, the northern European became brilliant. What at first seemed harsh and cruel, taught him to be practical and plan ahead. In the vastness of the forest he learned to reflect in solitude and danced around great pyres in reverence to its majesty. As he stared into the deep dark woods, they stared back. From architecture to ancient groves, we carved our inner beauty into the land. The land provides us with nourishment for both body and soul. Like a babe torn from its mother, a man without land lacks the essentials of life.

In modern times, land has lost all spiritual value, whilst going up Monetarily. Borders once marked with our dead are now being over run. With claims “no man can be illegal”, borders are being contested. Not by standing armies but by intellectuals who question their very concept. As our grip on our sacred homelands loosens, so in turn does our grip on existence.

CHILDREN

None are as precious to us as our children, a simple smile upon their face puts the world into perspective. The culmination of the efforts and struggles of not only us, but all who came before, they are the literal embodiment of our future. Through our ancestors we stretch back to the world’s beginnings, and through our children we extend into eternity. As a sacred link in this unbroken chain, we are duty-bound to secure their future. Failure to do so means all ancestral effort was ultimately in vain.

Not only symbolic of our future hopes, but also of Noble ideal. With boundless energy and limitless imagination they represent the Noble soul in its purest form. With shameless joy they express themselves, always giving full attention to every action, no matter how small. To observe children at play is to observe the magic of the universe in full creative form.

With the human experience becoming a “condition” the noble nature and energetic enthusiasm of the child are reduced to disorders. Nothing is sacred – under guise of protection, poison is injected; under guise of freedom, pure minds polluted. For those with none to care, a living hell is manifest. As they strip our children of their purity, they strip us of our nobility, for only a wretched bastard would allow such indignity.

COMMUNITY

Community is what we build upon the land and bring our children up within. Through community man can achieve a truly genuine life. Within a sound community a man has value, he belongs. Belonging is crucial for healthy development and with it the man gains purpose. Purpose gives meaning to action, through it even death is conquered. A man with such self worth becomes impenetrable to lies, for he knows life’s value and his duty to it.

As the local is replaced by the global men lose their value. He shops in international corporations, in the news he hears of far off floods and tragedy. The local becomes mundane; it begins to shrink till he himself shrinks. He loses touch with his surroundings and eventually himself. Lacking in all self worth he feels powerless and becomes apathetic to even his own destruction. Without community man is reduced to mere existence without context. He becomes the walking dead.

Halindir - Land, Children & Community

Halindir - Comfy

It's spring and time for a sequel to the track with the cheesiest of all titles. 
https://soundcloud.com/vaniardur/halindir-spring-flower

Halindir - My Springflower (Our Song Woke The Trees) II

Buubdurub - DistoDisco XXIII

Danish: 

Der hvor egen gror, der er mit blod;
Der er mit folk; der vil jeg altid høre til,
Der hvor egen gror.

På den vide hede, hvor lyngen gror så vildt,
Den gror så vildt, der har jeg hjemme,
Og der vil jeg altid høre til,
Der hvor egen gror.

English

Where the oak grows, there my blood is;
There my people are; there I will always belong,
Where the oak grows.

On the wide heath, where the heather grows so wild, 
It grows so wild, that is my home,
And there I will always belong,
Where the oak grows.

Halindir - Der Hvor Egen Gror

Halindir - Åen

Halindir - Comfy XV

LYRICS:
The rose, the heart, the birth
The blood of spring has come
The blood of spring

So it was foreseen
No longer resting
Risen from the buried
In bloom you'll find me
In bloom you'll find me
In bloom you'll find me
In bloom you'll find me

https://soundcloud.com/hiraeth-music-725840573 can be found on youtube here:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLjMnR3uBa9d2gcxlr-3XBQ

Halindir Ft. Hiraeth - Blood Of Spring

TEXT
Sweet are the dreams of yesteryear, of times you never saw
Sweet are the dreams of villainy, to suit your present trial
Sweet are the dreams that take you back, and bids you what if, could have been
And if only it wasn't in the never was, that never comes.

Bittersweet the bursting of the dream, to know those before did not do as you see with hindsight they should
Bittersweet to know that those hereafter will think the same when their dreams have soured
Bittersweet to think that those before thought the same of theirs,
In the never was, that never comes.

Bitter sour to face ahead, to break this burden rotten dead
Bitter vile that you would never see the fruit of this work
But sweeter yet than any else, a future destined with blood everlasting in health
The dream is them, they are dream that is yet to begin.

Halindir ft. Phil of Mimir's Brunnr - Sweet Are The Dreams

Halindir - Smørblomst

Halindir - Be Resolved, Warrior Ethos (Instrumental)

Halindir - Europa VIII

Halindir - Comfy XVI & XVII

Halindir - Untitled

Halindir - Comfy XVIII

Halindir - Hedelandet IV

One-man project from Jutland
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My work will always be free to download and use. 
All Halindir, Buubdurub and Vaniardur albums can be downloaded whole and for free via the following link:
https://www.mediafire.com/folder/ageads5xveg3o/Albums

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