i am swinging on ropes and vines above crumbling volcanic islands. i lose my grip and slowly fall into the gaps between, where i am gradually burned into a shimmering mist. the entire descent is blissful.
supported by 26 fans who also own “i am swinging on ropes and vines above crumbling volcanic islands. i lose my grip and slowly fall into the gaps between, where i am gradually burned into a shimmering mist. the entire descent is blissful.”
Stunning atmospheres, brilliant compositions ... This album has it all. Sylfvr
supported by 24 fans who also own “i am swinging on ropes and vines above crumbling volcanic islands. i lose my grip and slowly fall into the gaps between, where i am gradually burned into a shimmering mist. the entire descent is blissful.”
I love this album and could return to it daily. Evoking Earthsea so effortlessly is a gift. baboonsandmoons
supported by 23 fans who also own “i am swinging on ropes and vines above crumbling volcanic islands. i lose my grip and slowly fall into the gaps between, where i am gradually burned into a shimmering mist. the entire descent is blissful.”
If nostalgia for an age where creatures of myth walked together with the children of men had a soundtrack, this album would be it. Also, a touching reminder that we can forego wealth and power for wilderness and freedom, if we so choose. emanuele127
supported by 23 fans who also own “i am swinging on ropes and vines above crumbling volcanic islands. i lose my grip and slowly fall into the gaps between, where i am gradually burned into a shimmering mist. the entire descent is blissful.”
Wondrous, powerfully imaginative and mesmerizing, this could describe Fogweaver in a few words... gorgeous release, as always! This is the kind of music I can loop and fly away to fantasy lands. Very inspiring, and very special, in a beautiful, otherworldly way... Roquemaure