Story Time: The storm had softened. For the first time in days, the blizzard quieted to a mere whisper, allowing a pale, ghostly light to fall over the glacial expanse. Up here, above the clouds, where the air was razor-thin and life was sparse, the world belonged to ice and stone. The snow glistened, stretching endlessly in every direction, broken only by the jagged spires of frozen rock formations. These looked less like natural protrusions and more like sculptures carved by a meticulous hand. Farther off, the ancient stone heads of the Wise Ones loomed in the mist, their expressions eternal, carved with a precision that defied understanding. There were ten of them, scattered across the snowfields, each more enigmatic than the last. Their visages bore the marks of time but never decay - solemn, calm, and piercing, as though they still watched the world from behind their unblinking eyes. At the farthest edge of the region stood Mellai Ren, the youngest scholar of the Varev caste. She was draped in thick, fur-lined robes that carried the ceremonial blue and white of her people. Her face was flushed from the cold, her breath forming clouds with every exhale. Above her, the endless expanse of clouds stretched below the cliffs, broken by the jagged tips of distant peaks. This place was called the White Reach, a land so high and untouched that it felt otherworldly. Mellai had spent months preparing for this pilgrimage. Her elders had tasked her with reaching the stone head known as Kor Vhen, the Keeper of Balance, carved in a far-off corner of the White Reach where the winds rarely relented. It was said Kor Vhen could quiet the most restless minds and impart clarity to those seeking to free themselves from worldly attachments. The journey had been harrowing. For days, Mellai navigated through relentless storms and perilous ice caverns. But it wasn’t just the physical challenges that tested her - the solitude was oppressive. Her people lived in tightly knit communities within the caves, their shared lives built on harmony and mutual reliance. Out here, there was only the howling wind and the vast, crushing silence of the snow. When she finally reached Kor Vhen, her legs trembling with exhaustion, the sight left her breathless. The statue’s head rose twenty feet into the air, its expression one of perfect serenity. The intricate carvings of his hair flowed like frozen rivers, and his gaze seemed fixed on the neighboring peak, Elaris Fang, where the light of the distant star glinted faintly off the ice. Mellai knelt in the snow, the bitter cold numbing her knees. She placed her hands on the base of the statue, her gloves feeling the faint grooves of the ancient Varev language etched into the stone. Closing her eyes, she began the chant her elders had taught her, her voice trembling as she recited the sacred words: "Kor Vhen, Keeper of Balance, hear my plea. I seek clarity in chaos, peace in the storm. Lend me your wisdom to release what I cannot hold." At first, nothing happened. Mellai’s voice echoed into the quiet, swallowed by the snow. But then a sound emerged - a low, resonant hum that seemed to emanate from the stone itself. The ground beneath her vibrated slightly, and the air grew unnaturally still. Mellai opened her eyes to see the mist thickening around Kor Vhen, swirling in impossible patterns. The world felt distant, as if she had been plucked from reality and placed somewhere entirely different. She stood, her heart pounding, as the statue’s carved eyes began to glow faintly. And then, she saw. Visions flooded her mind, not in a linear progression but as a chaotic flood of images and emotions. She saw her people, the Varev, struggling to preserve their simple way of life as the ice receded in distant lands. She saw other scholars, climbing toward different Wise Ones, their faces desperate and determined. And then she saw something stranger - visions of herself standing in unfamiliar places, her face older, her hands weathered, speaking to crowds she didn’t recognize. Among the visions was a recurring image - the ice melting, the snow turning to water, and her people’s sacred caves crumbling under the weight of time. The spirits of the ice seemed to weep, their ethereal forms dissolving into nothingness. Mellai cried out, the weight of the visions too much to bear. But just as the panic took hold, the glow in Kor Vhen’s eyes softened, and she heard a voice - deep, calm, and resonant. "The balance must shift, Mellai Ren. What is eternal will fade. What fades must give rise to new strength." When Mellai came to, the storm had returned. The wind howled, and the mist thickened, but she no longer felt its bite. Something within her had changed, though she could not explain how. Kor Vhen’s expression remained unchanged, but she felt as though he was watching her, his presence a steadying force. She descended from the cliffs in silence, the visions still vivid in her mind. When she reached her people’s caves, the elders surrounded her, eager to know what the Keeper of Balance had imparted. But Mellai couldn’t speak of the visions, not yet. That night, as the storm raged outside, Mellai stood at the mouth of the cave, staring across the White Reach toward Elaris Fang. Her mind swirled with questions, but one thought was clear: the ice would not last forever, and neither would her people’s way of life. Change was coming, and she was meant to guide them through it. But what form that change would take, she could not yet say. Over the following years, travelers to the White Reach claimed the storms around Kor Vhen grew fiercer, as though the Wise One himself was restless. Some said they saw strange lights emanating from the statue on certain nights, while others believed the Keeper of Balance had grown silent, waiting for Mellai Ren to fulfill her purpose. And high above the snowfields, where the mist never cleared and the blizzards never stopped, the Wise Ones remained, their faces serene and unyielding, guarding secrets that only the most daring dared to seek.
Dearest friend, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for all the gemtastical masterpieces you have composed throughout 2024!! Soothing, healing and relaxing soundscapes and the fantastic narratives accompanying them all. Your talent and passion are like a profound swirling mist. Thanks for all the time and energy that goes into your creativity. I wish you, your family and all viewers a fantastic, peaceful Christmas and a superb 2025!! A beautiful, warm and loving soul is Ethereal Odyssey!! 😊😍🫂❤💚👏🕊🎉🎶💎🎄❄
Wow, this is exactly the winter vibe I was looking for! 🌨❄ The music is so deep and dreamy, it feels like being transported to a serene snowy landscape where all worries just melt away. Perfect soundtrack for cozy evenings wrapped in a blanket with a warm cup of tea. If you love winter, meditation, or just need to relax, this is an absolute must-listen! ❤✨
The rich atmospherics of your distinctive artistry generate a warm and wonderful ambience that envelops you in a cozy embrace of deep calm. Thanks so much, Orlando, for the perfect holiday gift. 🙏 🎅 🙏 😊
I hope you're enjoying this one, your presence and support means a lot : - ) You can support in the following ways: ∞ Download my music & artwork: orlandoorsen.gumroad.com/ ∞ Send a much appreciated Tip - ko-fi.com/orlandoorsen ∞ Become a member - ua-cam.com/channels/heV4WZ9HmCPHHyGDhsmkgg.htmljoin ∞ Like + Subscribe to my channel - www.youtube.com/@etherealodysseymusic?sub_confirmation=1 ~ ⌾rlando ♡ ∞
@@etherealodysseymusic thanks I will, and you too!! you've been generating SO much this year for all of us, hope you can take time just for Orlando! Looking forward to spending 2025 in this community. Many blessings XO
You offer a medicine in a similar effect to homeopathic remedies. If effect the practice of offering a substance or particular energy that works in concert with resonance and intention to result in an effect that is a cocreation of the practitioner and the patient. Essentially its effectiveness is based on how deeply or intentionally you engage with it. You offer a frame, a theme, then create a soundscape to hold that window open. We then are able to connect to that environment or atmosphere that you create which activates awareness, feeling and presence within us where relevant for us. Your music invokes a spaciousness and holds a space that becomes the container or background that can be used as a sort of cushion to lay back on or current to release our hold on our worries or pains, and thus helps us to unravel our resistance to life. I enjoy listening to a diversity of soundscapes, because it feels very much like moving and stretching the body in its full range of motion, only in this case you are allowing your consciousness settle into the space or the shape of the vibe or environment being represented.
Hi there! You have amazing music. I do meditations and I was wondering if I could use your compositions when posting my meditations on UA-cam, giving credit to your channel and linking to the specific track?
Story Time:
The storm had softened. For the first time in days, the blizzard quieted to a mere whisper, allowing a pale, ghostly light to fall over the glacial expanse. Up here, above the clouds, where the air was razor-thin and life was sparse, the world belonged to ice and stone. The snow glistened, stretching endlessly in every direction, broken only by the jagged spires of frozen rock formations. These looked less like natural protrusions and more like sculptures carved by a meticulous hand.
Farther off, the ancient stone heads of the Wise Ones loomed in the mist, their expressions eternal, carved with a precision that defied understanding. There were ten of them, scattered across the snowfields, each more enigmatic than the last. Their visages bore the marks of time but never decay - solemn, calm, and piercing, as though they still watched the world from behind their unblinking eyes.
At the farthest edge of the region stood Mellai Ren, the youngest scholar of the Varev caste. She was draped in thick, fur-lined robes that carried the ceremonial blue and white of her people. Her face was flushed from the cold, her breath forming clouds with every exhale. Above her, the endless expanse of clouds stretched below the cliffs, broken by the jagged tips of distant peaks. This place was called the White Reach, a land so high and untouched that it felt otherworldly.
Mellai had spent months preparing for this pilgrimage. Her elders had tasked her with reaching the stone head known as Kor Vhen, the Keeper of Balance, carved in a far-off corner of the White Reach where the winds rarely relented. It was said Kor Vhen could quiet the most restless minds and impart clarity to those seeking to free themselves from worldly attachments.
The journey had been harrowing. For days, Mellai navigated through relentless storms and perilous ice caverns. But it wasn’t just the physical challenges that tested her - the solitude was oppressive. Her people lived in tightly knit communities within the caves, their shared lives built on harmony and mutual reliance. Out here, there was only the howling wind and the vast, crushing silence of the snow.
When she finally reached Kor Vhen, her legs trembling with exhaustion, the sight left her breathless. The statue’s head rose twenty feet into the air, its expression one of perfect serenity. The intricate carvings of his hair flowed like frozen rivers, and his gaze seemed fixed on the neighboring peak, Elaris Fang, where the light of the distant star glinted faintly off the ice.
Mellai knelt in the snow, the bitter cold numbing her knees. She placed her hands on the base of the statue, her gloves feeling the faint grooves of the ancient Varev language etched into the stone. Closing her eyes, she began the chant her elders had taught her, her voice trembling as she recited the sacred words:
"Kor Vhen, Keeper of Balance, hear my plea. I seek clarity in chaos, peace in the storm. Lend me your wisdom to release what I cannot hold."
At first, nothing happened. Mellai’s voice echoed into the quiet, swallowed by the snow. But then a sound emerged - a low, resonant hum that seemed to emanate from the stone itself. The ground beneath her vibrated slightly, and the air grew unnaturally still.
Mellai opened her eyes to see the mist thickening around Kor Vhen, swirling in impossible patterns. The world felt distant, as if she had been plucked from reality and placed somewhere entirely different. She stood, her heart pounding, as the statue’s carved eyes began to glow faintly.
And then, she saw.
Visions flooded her mind, not in a linear progression but as a chaotic flood of images and emotions. She saw her people, the Varev, struggling to preserve their simple way of life as the ice receded in distant lands. She saw other scholars, climbing toward different Wise Ones, their faces desperate and determined. And then she saw something stranger - visions of herself standing in unfamiliar places, her face older, her hands weathered, speaking to crowds she didn’t recognize.
Among the visions was a recurring image - the ice melting, the snow turning to water, and her people’s sacred caves crumbling under the weight of time. The spirits of the ice seemed to weep, their ethereal forms dissolving into nothingness.
Mellai cried out, the weight of the visions too much to bear. But just as the panic took hold, the glow in Kor Vhen’s eyes softened, and she heard a voice - deep, calm, and resonant.
"The balance must shift, Mellai Ren. What is eternal will fade. What fades must give rise to new strength."
When Mellai came to, the storm had returned. The wind howled, and the mist thickened, but she no longer felt its bite. Something within her had changed, though she could not explain how. Kor Vhen’s expression remained unchanged, but she felt as though he was watching her, his presence a steadying force.
She descended from the cliffs in silence, the visions still vivid in her mind. When she reached her people’s caves, the elders surrounded her, eager to know what the Keeper of Balance had imparted. But Mellai couldn’t speak of the visions, not yet.
That night, as the storm raged outside, Mellai stood at the mouth of the cave, staring across the White Reach toward Elaris Fang. Her mind swirled with questions, but one thought was clear: the ice would not last forever, and neither would her people’s way of life. Change was coming, and she was meant to guide them through it.
But what form that change would take, she could not yet say.
Over the following years, travelers to the White Reach claimed the storms around Kor Vhen grew fiercer, as though the Wise One himself was restless. Some said they saw strange lights emanating from the statue on certain nights, while others believed the Keeper of Balance had grown silent, waiting for Mellai Ren to fulfill her purpose.
And high above the snowfields, where the mist never cleared and the blizzards never stopped, the Wise Ones remained, their faces serene and unyielding, guarding secrets that only the most daring dared to seek.
😢y
Dearest friend, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for all the gemtastical masterpieces you have composed throughout 2024!! Soothing, healing and relaxing soundscapes and the fantastic narratives accompanying them all. Your talent and passion are like a profound swirling mist. Thanks for all the time and energy that goes into your creativity. I wish you, your family and all viewers a fantastic, peaceful Christmas and a superb 2025!! A beautiful, warm and loving soul is Ethereal Odyssey!! 😊😍🫂❤💚👏🕊🎉🎶💎🎄❄
Thank you my friend, so happy to have your support this year. Wishing you a merry Christmas, hope you can take time to unwind over the holidays!
Wow, this is exactly the winter vibe I was looking for! 🌨❄ The music is so deep and dreamy, it feels like being transported to a serene snowy landscape where all worries just melt away. Perfect soundtrack for cozy evenings wrapped in a blanket with a warm cup of tea. If you love winter, meditation, or just need to relax, this is an absolute must-listen! ❤✨
Thank you my friend, glad you enjoyed : - )
The rich atmospherics of your distinctive artistry generate a warm and wonderful ambience that envelops you in a cozy embrace of deep calm. Thanks so much, Orlando, for the perfect holiday gift. 🙏 🎅 🙏 😊
Thank you my friend, hope you make time to relax through the holidays! : - )
Deepest gratitude from all of my being to yours. May you experience the love you have gifted to the universe in full. Love
Happy Yule my friend. A wonderful track for this week.
Thank you my friend, same to you !
I hope you're enjoying this one, your presence and support means a lot : - ) You can support in the following ways:
∞ Download my music & artwork: orlandoorsen.gumroad.com/
∞ Send a much appreciated Tip - ko-fi.com/orlandoorsen
∞ Become a member - ua-cam.com/channels/heV4WZ9HmCPHHyGDhsmkgg.htmljoin
∞ Like + Subscribe to my channel - www.youtube.com/@etherealodysseymusic?sub_confirmation=1
~ ⌾rlando ♡ ∞
I'm freezing but your music heat me. Inspiration to make music!
Stay warm my friend! Thanks for your support
Great ❤ Beautiful ❤ Excellent ❤
Thanks a lot : - )
The week just got off to a great start, love the winter-themed soundscape, keep up the great work Orlando! 👏👏❤❤
Thank you my friend. Hope you’ve had a wonderful year !
Dreamy and relaxing ♥️🖤
Thank you my friend : - )
💙 your soundscapes are always a delight 🩵
Thank you my friend , your support is always a delight : - )
Thank you Orlando, a perfect wintry holiday gift. Blessings of peace and light to everyone everywhere
Thank you Beth. The same to you, hope you can take some time to relax over the next week or two : - )
@@etherealodysseymusic thanks I will, and you too!! you've been generating SO much this year for all of us, hope you can take time just for Orlando! Looking forward to spending 2025 in this community. Many blessings XO
@ indeed, I’m quietly reading a book today, no work… bliss and quietude
Beautiful
The best ambient soundscapes on youtube! Always excited to listen to your new releases! Keep up the awesome work
Thank you my friend - it means a lot : - )
very nice ❤
Thank you my friend
You offer a medicine in a similar effect to homeopathic remedies. If effect the practice of offering a substance or particular energy that works in concert with resonance and intention to result in an effect that is a cocreation of the practitioner and the patient. Essentially its effectiveness is based on how deeply or intentionally you engage with it.
You offer a frame, a theme, then create a soundscape to hold that window open. We then are able to connect to that environment or atmosphere that you create which activates awareness, feeling and presence within us where relevant for us.
Your music invokes a spaciousness and holds a space that becomes the container or background that can be used as a sort of cushion to lay back on or current to release our hold on our worries or pains, and thus helps us to unravel our resistance to life.
I enjoy listening to a diversity of soundscapes, because it feels very much like moving and stretching the body in its full range of motion, only in this case you are allowing your consciousness settle into the space or the shape of the vibe or environment being represented.
So glad to hear my works are resonating with you in such a powerful way : - ) thanks for sharing
Beautiful as always. ☁️ Just what I need to get through the last day before the holidays begin! ☁️
Hope you have a lovely Christmas break
Happy holidays, Orlando! 🎄
And to you my friend : - )
Family forever...
Indeed : - )
beautiful
Thank you my friend!
❤️❤️❤️🙏🙏🙏❤️
Hi there! You have amazing music. I do meditations and I was wondering if I could use your compositions when posting my meditations on UA-cam, giving credit to your channel and linking to the specific track?
Hi there! Thanks for the kind words. Sadly my works are not available to use, and are protected by content ID