"A scar is not always a flaw. Sometimes a scar may be redemption inscribed in the flesh, a memorial to something endured, to something lost." - Dean Koontz
This quote is from Beerus, and it states: "I am a god with a heart... but there's one thing I cannot tolerate... People who don't pay proper respect to others."
This track perfectly captures the feeling of solitude and reflection. The ambient sci-fi tones mixed with a sense of betrayal and abandonment create a hauntingly beautiful atmosphere. It's the ideal soundtrack for moments of introspection and emotional release.
Dude.. your channel has definitely been the influence I needed to get my channel going. I am still impressed with your clear deep sounds and your rate of production. Mad props to you. =) Another excellent piece!
Another fantastic experience, I never get tired of these... thank you so much! Keep up the great work! Do you have plans for some new fall and especially winter snowy ambiances this season?
"that was my feeling far from home....in the Middle Eastern Desert(s) for years....looking to the brilliant Sky in my night shift into a very loud silence" A
If you ask me, Asher is well rid of them all. If the ones he thought truly cared about him could turn their backs on him so easily, they have no place in his life. Sure, he was driven away, but the solitude is nurturing and healing him. This is the soundtrack to Asher's meditation and spiritual journey to find his own truth within himself. He's got the emotional courage and strength to cast away all the negative distractions and the need for external validation. This is him opening the door to a new life, freed from all the soul-killing hates and jealousies that ground him down. His spirit takes flight.
Such a piece... you are a master at these. With Adaca (OST), these kinds are the ones I highly treasure. Btw. are you working on some music for game project? :)
Thank you! Glad you know and like the music I did for Adaca! :D Yes I've been working in AA/AAA the past few years which has been awesome but more on a music team rather than a sole composer. I've recently started taking on other games on my own time though which I'm super excited about and will share as they become public! :D
Hi there, congratulations! I'm truly impressed by your compositions, which often keep me company. I'm an amateur enthusiast, and if possible, I'd love some advice on the pads. Your sounds are beautiful, almost ethereal. What instrument do you use? Thank you and congratulations again from one of your biggest fans 👋👋👋
Thank you! I use a huge variety of sounds especially for pads, both electronic and organic. My main advice is to use multiple layers that compliment each other and don't use block chords. Play combinations of notes that flow well and let the reverb tails fill in the gaps. And use massive reverbs, Valhalla Supermassive if you're not sure where to start, and don't be afraid to put it at 100% wet. Hope that helps!
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience Thank you infinitely. You have been incredibly helpful and have opened up new perspectives for me. Thank you, I am honored by the time you have dedicated to me! I wish you all the best! I will continue to follow you with great pleasure! Best regards and good luck with all your future endeavors!
Feathered on a moonlit night, the light reflected in all its might. The tides move mountains, farms and hills. The escape is to not live where the world gets its thrills.
- Shoreena, you shouldn't be here - I miss you father. I miss you so much and I couldn't stand it anymore. - I know, dear. I miss you, I miss your mother and your brother. Be strong. If someone follows you and finds out you're Asher's daughter, you will have to move again or worse. The Order has not forgotten about me. The divorce wasn't because your mother and I don't love each other, it was to protect you and your brother. - It's not fair, father! - Shh. No it itsn't. Be strong. - It's so hard to be strong. - Yes dear, it's hard to be strong, every time. She nodded and reluctantly let go.
I wish it was something cool but it's simply that there's something between the video editing software and UA-cam that just won't do 1 hour. If I do literally 1 frame less it shows as 59:59 which you can see on my Starfield video where I tried it haha and that just feels like less than an hour. The actual video file shows as exactly 1 hour and I think other channels that show the exact hour might just be using different software that exports differently or something
Don't know if there is any context to this story, but I'm going to have a little fun: “Agent Kiera, your request for ‘mechanical arm replacements and repair’ has yielded 472 results within twelve miles. Would you like me to guide you to each of these locations? It will only take eighty-three hours, thirty-seven minutes, and twelve seconds. Clearing your schedule now," Kiera's AI spoke to her. "Oh no, that's-that's not necessary," said Agent Kiera, nervously adjusting her mechanical arm. It was making weird grinding noises. She most certainly needed to see a body mechanic. "Just guide me to one person nearby. I'd prefer they be a little more competent than the last guy..." She shuddered at the memory of the sweaty, aggressive, balding man banging on her arm with what could only be described as a primitive hammer, constantly reminding her that he was "a pro" and that she should "stop whining." She was absolutely certain he was the cause of this damage. So much for "godlike enhancements." "Understood. Acid rain is predicted to begin falling within the next point-zero-three nanoseconds. Would you like me to-" “Zel, are you kidding me?!” Kiera spat, quickly shuffling through her bag to pull out an umbrella, cringing as the acid rain pattered against her skin. It wasn't lethal, but long-term exposure could cause adverse effects. "Next time, maybe warn a girl, y'know, at like-a decent time!" She couldn't think of a clever insult. “Adjusting warning patterns to better match your delayed reaction times.” cooed Zel. Kiera muttered incoherently in frustration before flagging down a taxi. She needed to get her arm fixed and working at optimal levels so she could continue her mission. This was no average mission. It was about Asher. It was personal. She was risking both her job and her life by even considering it. But it was necessary. She needed to clear her brother's name. She needed to prove the innocence of Asher. It wasn't long before the taxi arrived at the designated location. Kiera looked up from the window, squinting through the acid rain. "Is this it, Zel? The 'Legendary Mechanic Fixer for Legends'?" Her brow furrowed in skepticism. "Are you pranking me again?" "New protocols assigned by Agent Kiera-you-have dictated that I am no longer able to 'prank you.' Unfortunately, I have been forced to guide you to a body mechanic with overwhelmingly positive reviews. Would you like me to read some of them to you?" Zel sounded oddly disappointed, as if she had other plans. Kiera noted that. "No, thank-" "Nine out of ten," the AI ignored her and continued, "Yit yat, this Ol' Gee is frapping out of this krimming world. Zoro got zilch on this flimmer. Translation from terrible, overused slang: Wow, this elder gentleman is effective and efficient beyond normal human standards. The legendary Zoro, a famous body mechanic and musician, does not compare to the skill of this individual." Kiera let out a sigh that was a mixture of relief and bewilderment. "Ten out of ten! This flimming mop-" "Thank you! Thank you, Zel, I don't need any more reviews. You've been so helpful." She thanked the automated driver before exiting the vehicle, making sure to use the umbrella. Kiera clenched her jaw, her brother's face flashing in her mind. She couldn't afford delays-not when Asher's future hung in the balance. She had to keep moving. She was still nervous, as she hasn't met this person yet. However, her twitching arm was starting to make whirring noises that made her over-thinking mind believe it was probably going to explode at any moment. She had to bite the bullet as they say. She took a deep breath and stepped forward. The sign held strong against the increasing winds, almost as if reassuring Kiera that everything would be okay. She took a deep breath before entering the building. It was now or never. What a mess. The shop was a chaotic mix of gadgets, half-assembled machinery, and fast food cartons that looked days old. Weirdly enough, the smell wasn't bad. It smelled of oil, burning metal, and a hint of spiced vanilla. It was a surprise to Kiera. "Hello?" she called out, almost immediately answered by a roaring welcome that caused her to jump slightly with a tiny "yeep!" "WELCOME!" A giant fist slammed on the counter ahead of her. It took her a moment to realize it was mechanical-its movements were so lifelike, she’d mistaken it for the real deal. Was this his work? Was he really this good? Her agent instincts kicked in, analyzing everything. He had a glorious grey and black beard and muscles that Olympians would strive to have-at least in the areas that weren't mechanical. He had clearly done work on himself, like a tattoo artist would. His eyes were on her, and a confident smirk spread across his face. "You must be here to fix that," he said bluntly, nodding at her mechanical arm, that almost seemed to twitch in reaction. She nodded meekly before clearing her throat, trying to regain some confidence. "Yes," she said, resting the umbrella against the door so she could handle her purse. "The last... mechanic I encountered, I'm afraid only made the errors worse. The integrated AI is malfunctioning, as well as-well, I'm sure you can see the issues." She cut herself off, realizing she was talking to an expert. With a grunt of acknowledgment, he slammed his hands onto the counter and flipped over it athletically, landing in front of her with a surprisingly smooth motion. He scratched his beard, making a grumbling noise that seemed oddly comforting-like a father about to bandage a wound. It worked if that was his intention because she began to relax as he examined her arm. With a few deft movements, he grabbed a toolkit from a nearby shelf and got to work. His hands moved with an efficiency that Kiera could barely follow, the sounds of whirring drills and clicking gears filling the air. As the mechanic worked, Kiera found herself staring at her arm, thinking of how Asher would have laughed at her now. He always teased her for being reckless, for needing constant fixes. Here she was, once again under that pressure. Within seconds, the grinding noises from her arm ceased, replaced by a smooth hum. Kiera flexed her arm, feeling the smooth movement. A small smile tugged at her lips. "There we go," he said, stepping back with a satisfied grin. "That's my girl." He talked to her arm like it was sentient. He gave her a thumbs-up, the mechanical parts of his own arm glinting under the flickering overhead light. "Just let her do her thing now. She's no Carly here, but she'll do." He gestured towards his own arm with pride. "Wow. That was... How much do I owe-" Kiera started, but he waved her off. "No charge, kid. You’ve got bigger problems to handle, right?" He winked, turning back to his cluttered workspace. As he turned, Kiera noticed a small collection of mismatched trinkets stacked haphazardly-a child’s toy robot next to a high-tech tool, both coated in a thin layer of dust. Kiera blinked, caught off guard. "Th-Thank you," she said quietly, flexing her arm and feeling the restored strength. She turned and headed for the door. "One condition," the man growled softly with his back turned to her. "You come back if you ever want improvements. I'll even give you a family discount." Kiera hesitated before nodding. She didn’t know if she’d even get another chance like this, but if she made it through-if she saved Asher-maybe she’d take him up on the offer. She gave the mechanic her best smile. "You better believe it, Mister." He let out a barking laugh before giving her another thumbs up. "You better believe it mister? Really?" She muttered to herself outside the door. "There were eight thousand, four hundred and sixty-two phrases you could have said that were more suitable of a reply. Would you like me to send Legend Romer an apology letter?" Zel chimed in. Kiera let out an exasperated sigh. "No, but save his contact. I have a feeling he may be very helpful." "Saving contact. And remember, Kiera, we're going to get him back." Kiera felt an emotional ache in her throat. Zel had given her encouragement she wasn't used to. In a time she was afraid of being alone, Zel reminded her that she wasn't. She promised herself to remember that. Now that her arm was fixed, she had one less distraction. Now she could focus on her true objective. Now she could focus on saving her brother.
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience Thanks. I don't know if you have a story, or if it was an idea, or what but this music is amazing and inspired me to write.
"A scar is not always a flaw. Sometimes a scar may be redemption inscribed in the flesh, a memorial to something endured, to something lost." - Dean Koontz
Awesome quote!
Pain is temporary, chicks dig scars, and glory is forever!
This quote is from Beerus, and it states: "I am a god with a heart... but there's one thing I cannot tolerate... People who don't pay proper respect to others."
Well said!👍
A real God would know that the enemy is not human...
@@Triggernlfrl i know what you mean....see you onboard🪐✨
This track perfectly captures the feeling of solitude and reflection. The ambient sci-fi tones mixed with a sense of betrayal and abandonment create a hauntingly beautiful atmosphere. It's the ideal soundtrack for moments of introspection and emotional release.
Once someone likes your music... they will always find something for themselves here, because you have an absolutely unique style! Congratulations :)
Love that, thank you!
Couldn't agree more! Brett's music is musical and magical in a unique way in the ambient space.
Your music has been the soundtrack for my workdays. I appreciate you very much! Any dark retro coming for Halloween season?
All hail Sagan
Thank you for the support! Glad my music has been helpful for you :) That's a great idea! I'll see if I can come up with something cool :)
WOOT!! You're awesome! How's your arm, btw?
Slowly getting better and better :) Just a matter of time to go through the healing process! @@jcfreak4ever1
I am loving this ambient! Thank you Futurescapes for this beautiful music video. 🧡🧡🔥🔥✨✨🌈🌈🎵🎵
Awesome! You're very welcome :)
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience 🧡🧡🧡
Once again. it's great. Nice landscape view and great ambiant music. Good taste in music !
Thank you!
Love it! Writing legal briefs all day is better with your tracks!
Dude.. your channel has definitely been the influence I needed to get my channel going. I am still impressed with your clear deep sounds and your rate of production. Mad props to you. =) Another excellent piece!
Great work mate! very inspiring :)
healing and comforting as always🍀
Yesss thank you!
That tiny little white flickers dont set to picture. Inak fajn musika ❤
Your channel is my brain's favorite food.
Awesome!
神秘的なサウンドです...💕
You've summed it all up nicely!
COOOOL...Very nice. Thanks from Spain
Man! You just keep it comin'! Picked up some tracks on Bandcamp a while back too. Great work!
Awesome! Thanks for the support :)
Your style is incredibly distinctive!
Such a joy to listen to 👍
Thank you!
So beautiful. Thank you 🥰
You're very welcome!
I love your style -- keep up the excellent work!
Thanks!
dude thank you for this channel, I'm getting 3% traffic to mine because of it!
thank you, nice music
this is so beautiful
Great stuff! 🔥🔥
Another fantastic experience, I never get tired of these... thank you so much! Keep up the great work! Do you have plans for some new fall and especially winter snowy ambiances this season?
Thank you! Oh ya I still have some more fall videos planned and really looking forward to winter :)
Best yet
Thank you !!!!!
"that was my feeling far from home....in the Middle Eastern Desert(s) for years....looking to the brilliant Sky in my night shift into a very loud silence"
A
Super nice 💙🔥👌👍
If you ask me, Asher is well rid of them all. If the ones he thought truly cared about him could turn their backs on him so easily, they have no place in his life. Sure, he was driven away, but the solitude is nurturing and healing him. This is the soundtrack to Asher's meditation and spiritual journey to find his own truth within himself. He's got the emotional courage and strength to cast away all the negative distractions and the need for external validation. This is him opening the door to a new life, freed from all the soul-killing hates and jealousies that ground him down. His spirit takes flight.
Awesome takeaway! Opens it up to a whole new story :)
👍👍👍👍👍
WOW, You have a very good taste my friend, I really enjoy listening to your music, it will inspire my next works, thanks
Thanks Bleak Flavor!
❤
great music, it's like floating in a dream,can you make mix based or similar on synthwave "timecop1983 it was only a dream"?
Thanks! I have one synthwave inspired video called The Cybernet, I'll have to do more!
Such a piece... you are a master at these. With Adaca (OST), these kinds are the ones I highly treasure. Btw. are you working on some music for game project? :)
Thank you! Glad you know and like the music I did for Adaca! :D Yes I've been working in AA/AAA the past few years which has been awesome but more on a music team rather than a sole composer. I've recently started taking on other games on my own time though which I'm super excited about and will share as they become public! :D
Hi there, congratulations! I'm truly impressed by your compositions, which often keep me company. I'm an amateur enthusiast, and if possible, I'd love some advice on the pads. Your sounds are beautiful, almost ethereal. What instrument do you use? Thank you and congratulations again from one of your biggest fans 👋👋👋
Thank you! I use a huge variety of sounds especially for pads, both electronic and organic. My main advice is to use multiple layers that compliment each other and don't use block chords. Play combinations of notes that flow well and let the reverb tails fill in the gaps. And use massive reverbs, Valhalla Supermassive if you're not sure where to start, and don't be afraid to put it at 100% wet. Hope that helps!
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience Thank you infinitely. You have been incredibly helpful and have opened up new perspectives for me. Thank you, I am honored by the time you have dedicated to me! I wish you all the best! I will continue to follow you with great pleasure! Best regards and good luck with all your future endeavors!
Thank you and likewise! All the best, you're always welcome here!@@Ambionaut
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience
ahhh good stuff..!!
Thanks!
Feathered on a moonlit night,
the light reflected in all its might.
The tides move mountains, farms and hills.
The escape is to not live where the world gets its thrills.
- Shoreena, you shouldn't be here
- I miss you father. I miss you so much and I couldn't stand it anymore.
- I know, dear. I miss you, I miss your mother and your brother. Be strong. If someone follows you and finds out you're Asher's daughter, you will have to move again or worse. The Order has not forgotten about me. The divorce wasn't because your mother and I don't love each other, it was to protect you and your brother.
- It's not fair, father!
- Shh. No it itsn't. Be strong.
- It's so hard to be strong.
- Yes dear, it's hard to be strong, every time.
She nodded and reluctantly let go.
Love this moment, Adam!
@@lukeerickson80 I subverted Brett's phrase "abandoned by those he loved" in the description, I figured "Mmm? that's just the official story" 🙂
Wow I love this! Beautiful addition to the world building :)
How is the arm?
Slowly doing better and better. I'm still one handed but the pain is much easier to handle now :)
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience And still producing content!!!
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience I would recommend listening to Futurescapes to aid in your healing and recovery. ;)
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience Glad to hear that you're mending well, my man!
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What's the significance of 1hour and 1sec.? Just curious.
I wish it was something cool but it's simply that there's something between the video editing software and UA-cam that just won't do 1 hour. If I do literally 1 frame less it shows as 59:59 which you can see on my Starfield video where I tried it haha and that just feels like less than an hour. The actual video file shows as exactly 1 hour and I think other channels that show the exact hour might just be using different software that exports differently or something
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Don't know if there is any context to this story, but I'm going to have a little fun:
“Agent Kiera, your request for ‘mechanical arm replacements and repair’ has yielded 472 results within twelve miles. Would you like me to guide you to each of these locations? It will only take eighty-three hours, thirty-seven minutes, and twelve seconds. Clearing your schedule now," Kiera's AI spoke to her.
"Oh no, that's-that's not necessary," said Agent Kiera, nervously adjusting her mechanical arm. It was making weird grinding noises. She most certainly needed to see a body mechanic.
"Just guide me to one person nearby. I'd prefer they be a little more competent than the last guy..." She shuddered at the memory of the sweaty, aggressive, balding man banging on her arm with what could only be described as a primitive hammer, constantly reminding her that he was "a pro" and that she should "stop whining." She was absolutely certain he was the cause of this damage. So much for "godlike enhancements."
"Understood. Acid rain is predicted to begin falling within the next point-zero-three nanoseconds. Would you like me to-"
“Zel, are you kidding me?!” Kiera spat, quickly shuffling through her bag to pull out an umbrella, cringing as the acid rain pattered against her skin. It wasn't lethal, but long-term exposure could cause adverse effects. "Next time, maybe warn a girl, y'know, at like-a decent time!" She couldn't think of a clever insult.
“Adjusting warning patterns to better match your delayed reaction times.” cooed Zel. Kiera muttered incoherently in frustration before flagging down a taxi. She needed to get her arm fixed and working at optimal levels so she could continue her mission.
This was no average mission. It was about Asher. It was personal. She was risking both her job and her life by even considering it. But it was necessary. She needed to clear her brother's name. She needed to prove the innocence of Asher.
It wasn't long before the taxi arrived at the designated location. Kiera looked up from the window, squinting through the acid rain.
"Is this it, Zel? The 'Legendary Mechanic Fixer for Legends'?" Her brow furrowed in skepticism. "Are you pranking me again?"
"New protocols assigned by Agent Kiera-you-have dictated that I am no longer able to 'prank you.' Unfortunately, I have been forced to guide you to a body mechanic with overwhelmingly positive reviews. Would you like me to read some of them to you?" Zel sounded oddly disappointed, as if she had other plans. Kiera noted that.
"No, thank-"
"Nine out of ten," the AI ignored her and continued, "Yit yat, this Ol' Gee is frapping out of this krimming world. Zoro got zilch on this flimmer. Translation from terrible, overused slang: Wow, this elder gentleman is effective and efficient beyond normal human standards. The legendary Zoro, a famous body mechanic and musician, does not compare to the skill of this individual."
Kiera let out a sigh that was a mixture of relief and bewilderment.
"Ten out of ten! This flimming mop-"
"Thank you! Thank you, Zel, I don't need any more reviews. You've been so helpful." She thanked the automated driver before exiting the vehicle, making sure to use the umbrella. Kiera clenched her jaw, her brother's face flashing in her mind. She couldn't afford delays-not when Asher's future hung in the balance. She had to keep moving.
She was still nervous, as she hasn't met this person yet. However, her twitching arm was starting to make whirring noises that made her over-thinking mind believe it was probably going to explode at any moment. She had to bite the bullet as they say. She took a deep breath and stepped forward.
The sign held strong against the increasing winds, almost as if reassuring Kiera that everything would be okay. She took a deep breath before entering the building. It was now or never.
What a mess. The shop was a chaotic mix of gadgets, half-assembled machinery, and fast food cartons that looked days old. Weirdly enough, the smell wasn't bad. It smelled of oil, burning metal, and a hint of spiced vanilla. It was a surprise to Kiera.
"Hello?" she called out, almost immediately answered by a roaring welcome that caused her to jump slightly with a tiny "yeep!"
"WELCOME!" A giant fist slammed on the counter ahead of her. It took her a moment to realize it was mechanical-its movements were so lifelike, she’d mistaken it for the real deal. Was this his work? Was he really this good? Her agent instincts kicked in, analyzing everything. He had a glorious grey and black beard and muscles that Olympians would strive to have-at least in the areas that weren't mechanical. He had clearly done work on himself, like a tattoo artist would.
His eyes were on her, and a confident smirk spread across his face.
"You must be here to fix that," he said bluntly, nodding at her mechanical arm, that almost seemed to twitch in reaction. She nodded meekly before clearing her throat, trying to regain some confidence.
"Yes," she said, resting the umbrella against the door so she could handle her purse. "The last... mechanic I encountered, I'm afraid only made the errors worse. The integrated AI is malfunctioning, as well as-well, I'm sure you can see the issues." She cut herself off, realizing she was talking to an expert.
With a grunt of acknowledgment, he slammed his hands onto the counter and flipped over it athletically, landing in front of her with a surprisingly smooth motion. He scratched his beard, making a grumbling noise that seemed oddly comforting-like a father about to bandage a wound. It worked if that was his intention because she began to relax as he examined her arm.
With a few deft movements, he grabbed a toolkit from a nearby shelf and got to work. His hands moved with an efficiency that Kiera could barely follow, the sounds of whirring drills and clicking gears filling the air. As the mechanic worked, Kiera found herself staring at her arm, thinking of how Asher would have laughed at her now. He always teased her for being reckless, for needing constant fixes. Here she was, once again under that pressure. Within seconds, the grinding noises from her arm ceased, replaced by a smooth hum. Kiera flexed her arm, feeling the smooth movement. A small smile tugged at her lips.
"There we go," he said, stepping back with a satisfied grin. "That's my girl." He talked to her arm like it was sentient. He gave her a thumbs-up, the mechanical parts of his own arm glinting under the flickering overhead light. "Just let her do her thing now. She's no Carly here, but she'll do." He gestured towards his own arm with pride.
"Wow. That was... How much do I owe-" Kiera started, but he waved her off.
"No charge, kid. You’ve got bigger problems to handle, right?" He winked, turning back to his cluttered workspace. As he turned, Kiera noticed a small collection of mismatched trinkets stacked haphazardly-a child’s toy robot next to a high-tech tool, both coated in a thin layer of dust.
Kiera blinked, caught off guard. "Th-Thank you," she said quietly, flexing her arm and feeling the restored strength. She turned and headed for the door. "One condition," the man growled softly with his back turned to her. "You come back if you ever want improvements. I'll even give you a family discount." Kiera hesitated before nodding. She didn’t know if she’d even get another chance like this, but if she made it through-if she saved Asher-maybe she’d take him up on the offer. She gave the mechanic her best smile. "You better believe it, Mister." He let out a barking laugh before giving her another thumbs up.
"You better believe it mister? Really?" She muttered to herself outside the door.
"There were eight thousand, four hundred and sixty-two phrases you could have said that were more suitable of a reply. Would you like me to send Legend Romer an apology letter?" Zel chimed in. Kiera let out an exasperated sigh. "No, but save his contact. I have a feeling he may be very helpful."
"Saving contact. And remember, Kiera, we're going to get him back."
Kiera felt an emotional ache in her throat. Zel had given her encouragement she wasn't used to. In a time she was afraid of being alone, Zel reminded her that she wasn't. She promised herself to remember that. Now that her arm was fixed, she had one less distraction. Now she could focus on her true objective. Now she could focus on saving her brother.
Love all the character development! Thanks for sharing :)
@@Futurescapes-SciFiAmbience Thanks. I don't know if you have a story, or if it was an idea, or what but this music is amazing and inspired me to write.
Let sleep happen...
images please........