𝐒𝐚𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧, 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐏𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 | 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤 | 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

[@Tenebrarum-Manuss]

Autumn Train of Memories
The train chugged along the damp, winding tracks, its whistle echoing through the misty autumn air. The trees, ablaze with fiery reds and deep oranges, stood like sentries in the rain, their leaves drifting down in slow spirals, blanketing the earth with memories of a season passing. A soft drizzle began to settle over the landscape, casting a hazy glow that softened the world around.
The man in the dark coat and black hat stood on the stone path, his silhouette outlined against the smoky twilight. Drops of rain beaded on the brim of his hat before sliding off, mingling with the moisture-laden air. He watched as the train approached, black smoke billowing into the gray sky, its warm lights casting an inviting glow in the gathering gloom. This was a scene he’d witnessed many times, but tonight it felt different-more final.
Once, years ago, he had taken this very train to leave his small village and seek out something more, something grand. Life had stretched out before him, full of promise and places to explore. But as he grew older, the pull of home became stronger, like an unbroken thread that wound itself tightly around his heart. And so he had returned, his pockets lighter but his heart fuller, drawn back to the familiar hills and the humble rooftops he’d once taken for granted.
Now, as he watched the train roll by, he was flooded with memories: of friends long gone, of autumns spent chasing leaves, and of misty mornings filled with endless wonder. He smiled-a quiet, wistful smile-as the last carriage disappeared around the bend. The rain softened, turning into a gentle mist as he lingered, holding on to that lingering echo of nostalgia.
For a moment, it was as if time itself had paused, leaving him alone with the memories of a life well-lived. The rain continued to fall, cloaking the world in its soft patter, as he turned to walk back, the warmth of his home and the quiet solace of the past waiting for him just around the corner.

[@GothicMelancholyMelodies]

To the person reading this, I know we will never meet but I hope you sleep peacefully and wake up happy and feeling restored!

[@levdoe89]

Thank you ;)

[@juanfranciscobootellodecas3527]

Very kind words, stranger. Have a peaceful life

[@megfuchs9425]

I definitely get a nostalgic feeling listening to this beautiful piece of music!

[@tatana7291]

Nádherné, neskutečně krásné barvy podzimu. Krásná, nostalgická hudba.. 🖤🍂🖤

[@Tenebrarum-Manuss]

Thank you 🌹

[@afrosamuraiwarrior]

what software program do you use to create each video?