Fantasy music.

A New Hunger

A coldness descends from your neck down your entire body. With every breath you take you can feel the humanity leaving you. Your skin grows colder and whiter, you feel a creeping sensation in your mouth as fangs grow longer, and your heart pumps faster and faster in a frenzied panic until it stops beating at all. All that is left is a cold shell and an insatiable hunger for blood.

Abra-Cat-Abra

Prey caught fresh and bowl of milk. Eye of newt and spider's silk. Brew for hours until mid-night, to fill it with a wondrous fright.

Adrenaline Rush

The battle rages and the tides are in your favor. Enemy after enemy falls before your blade and wave after wave of adrenaline rushes through your vein as if waging a battle of their own.

Anticipation

Heart's racing, blood's pumping, adrenaline's coursing through every vein. Soon the moment of truth will be upon you, but all you can do for now is wait in anticipation.

Approaching Hel

The path to the dead is long and treacherous, but one that could be taken by both gods and mortals seeking to bring back a loved one from their untimely end. Yet the most dangerous part of all lies at the end of your journey: bargaining with Hel to reclaim the soul of your dearly departed.

Arachne's Web

A prey caught in a web, shadows move along its edges. Footsteps approach. Many, many footsteps. A huge creature emerges, half spider, half woman, followed by countless spiders both big and small. She welcomes her prey, clearly revelling in the prey's sticky situation. The prey knows its over, but not before Arachne's had her fun. It will be a long and agonizing end.

Attack

A song of the rush of adrenaline during battle, the drums of impending doom, and the looming grasp of death.

Awaiting A Valkyrie

The battle is fought and death was glorious. With ax in hand the valkyries will surely be upon you soon. Life was rough, but magnificent. The home you love will surely be missed, and those left behind might not all make it to Valhalla. The realization is bitter, but the Valkyries will bring you to the eternal halls as promised and within them you shall feast among the gods and all hurt and pain will be but a distant memory.

Balance

A song of inner peace, tranquility, and a sense of calm.

Battle of Chiefs

Power is everything to orcs and the only way to gain more is by defeating warchiefs for their share of it. Two chiefs enter, only one tends to leave, but everyone wins. The victor gains more power, the spectators a spectacle, and the defeated warchief gets to die honorably in a blaze of glory.

Battle Rush

As the battle rages on and the tides begin to turn evermore into your favor, the rush of adrenaline and fear turns to one of bloodlust and joy. This battle can be won, these enemies can be vanquished, you can destroy them all!

Bifröst

From far away the bifröst seems like a glimmering spectacle of a path fit only for the gods. You can only imagine what it must be like to traverse it. Moving further and further from home and deeper and deeper into the loneliness of space. But each step further away from home is a step closer to the gods, a step closer to the realm of glory and unimaginable magnificence. Perhaps one day you'll catch a glimpse of it.

Bittersweet

Everything comes to an end sooner or later, but few things leave us with a feeling of contentment when their end comes. The sadness of an end can overpower the feelings of joy and the precious memories we can still enjoy, and when we do enjoy those moments they're often bittersweet to say the least.

Blood sacrifice

A song of growing and growing chants, louder and louder drums, the impending doom of what awaits at the end.

Breaking Through

Two armies battle, soldier after soldier falls on both sides, and for a while it seems to be an even match. Adrenaline and fear dominate the battlefield, but particularly skilled, or perhaps simply lucky, soldiers manage to break up the ranks of their enemies. A chance for victory, fear is replaced with hope, hope of making it out alive, but the battle is far from over.

Broken Cogs

Life on the street is difficult even for an automaton. Without maintenance the elements gradually chip away at the little cogs and wheels within, and the lack of fresh oil prevents everything from moving as smoothly as it once did. The future looks most grim and uncertain at this hour.

Burn Down Their Homes

Eye for an eye is the spider's motto and they've got plenty to spare. Over and over again they watched as humans burned down their webs and eradicated all traces of their homes. Now it's time to turn the tables and give those two-legged monsters what they deserve.

Burn to Ashes

The night horizon glows orange, a blazing fire rages in the distance. The torches of monsters set everything ablaze. Slowly the inferno creeps closer, burning everything in its path. Fields of crops, homes and villages, forests once lush and green, the livelihood and memories of countless people. Only soot and ash will remain.

Caught in a web

You're stuck. Twelve hellish furies, you're stuck. The more you move, the more you get yourself stuck in their tenacious webs. Stay calm and think for a moment, there must be a way out. Too late, they're coming. More and more of them, big ones, small ones, huge ones too. They're crawling all of you. Not a moment is wasted before they begin to wrap you in a cocoon. Hundreds of furry legs eagerly prepare you, their meal, and soon all that's left is a creepy darkness. The sounds of their crawling still audible through the cocoon, but that will end soon enough too.

Carpet of Snow

As you sit huddled up in a comfy chair by the crackling fire, a cup of body warming chocolate milk between your hands and your eyes staring through the window at the vast landscape beyond snow starts falling every so slightly at first. It doesn't take long before it intensifies and all the land becomes covered in a thick layer of fresh snow that lights up what seems like the entire world.

Charge!

The horns sound the incoming cavalry, the chaos of battle, and the turning of tides. More horns, incoming reinforcements. The tides turn again.

Chased

A song inspired by the terrible feeling of being followed, but in a more dramatic and terrifying fashion.

Children of the Forest

Even in the deepest center of the elves' town, countless creatures dart and dash their way from branch to branch, bush to bush, and through homes and shops without a care in the world. The young elves take great pleasure in chasing the small forest bunnies, the young deer and the stumbling owlets. The older elves simply enjoy the spectacle from a hopefully safe distance.

City of Monsters

Deep within the darkest shadows exists a city of creatures unseen by most. Creatures big and small, furry and slimy, and everything in between, the city of monsters is home to all those who relish in the fear they strike in the hearts of men.

Clashing Armies

The horns of war echo through the air. Two armies charge for one another, and with a clash of swords, spears, shields, and screams they meet. Battle shouts quickly turn to screams of terror and lust for blood, countless arrows fly from one side to the other, and a stampede of a cavalry comes in from the side. The battle rages on, it's impossible to tell who will lose the most, but that's about the last thing on the minds of those caught in the midst of it.

Company of Stars

Endless space and an eternal darkness, yet around you is nothing but light from stars too distant to reach. They light your path as if inviting you to visit them, unfortunately you cannot. Your mission takes you elsewhere, though far away it still lies. But until you reach your destination, the company of stars is a one you gladly keep.

Conquering Aegir

Wave after wave clashes against the wooden ships, their beams creak and moan with every hit. Still, the sailors are determined to make it through and not even Aegir himself can stop them, though not for a lack of trying.

Crawling All Over

One by one they creep and crawl
Up your legs and up your wall
Run you may, escape you can't
"Tonight we feast", they sing and chant

All around they hunt you down
In tiny legs you'll surely drown
Surrounded now from floor to ceiling
To the spider queen you will be kneeling

Creatures In The Depths

Deeper and deeper your vessel ventures, darker and darker the waters get. Even with torches you see very little, but there are creatures who can see you perfectly fine. What was that sound? Just the sounds of metal from your vessel, right?

Creeping Royalty

Deep within dark caverns covered in webs and cocoons, live dark creatures eager to catch their next prey. Terrifying as they may be, they have a queen they worship, and a court to go with it. But it's best to avoid this court at all costs if you value your life.

Crumbling City

Sanded stones and wind beaten pillars of a once mighty wall now grant you access to the city within without as much as a struggle. Inside you find a city half covered in sand, half crumbling to become sand. Nothing awaits you within this lost city, yet something irks you on to take a closer look.

Cursed Immortality

A single bite gave you immortality and powers beyond your dreams, but at a grave cost. Countless years have gone by and countless friends were taken from you. Your powers, impressive as they may be, can't save them. Not unless you inflict upon them the same curse inflicted upon you.

Dance of the Fae

An enchanting song inspired by fae creatures, hidden within communities in the thickest and lushest forests.

Darkest Lair

Darkness, cold and lifeless tunnels lead from a cave entrance all the way down to the quarters of a vampire lord. No creature dares to enter these tunnels, not even spiders or bats, for dark magics are at play and one would be wise to avoid contact at all costs.

Dawning of Life

Here, on a small, lucky planet, life began to flourish many eternities ago. Today, countless creatures live together in a precarious balance of life and death, for the life of some is only possible through the death of others. Though despite or perhaps because of this, the world is full of beauty and wonder.

Death, Destruction & Despair

When a clan of vampires descends upon a town, there's no running and there's no hiding. The faster your heart beats, the faster they'll find you, and they'll stop at nothing before they do. Their thirst for blood can only be quenched by death, but they'll make you wish it was only death they bring to your door.

Death March

A song of impending doom, or perhaps the dreadful final walk before the final goodbye.

Deep-Sea Predator

Searching the ocean depths for life in a tiny vessel is dangerous and eerie work, but the wonders of the ocean are a mystery waiting to be uncovered. One such mystery revealed itself to you now as it rams the vessel with a powerful force. Fear and wonder mix together into strange emotions. You're the first to discover this monstrous species, and while you should be safe within this vessel, these darkest depths can be a lonely and frightening place for a beastly encounter.

Desert Journey

A journey of danger and adventure awaits between the edge of the desert and the trade city in the middle of it. Scorching days and freezing nights, sandy dunes upon sandy dunes without any water in sight, dangerous creatures lurking below the sands, and a whole lot more stand in between you and your end goal. Good luck.

Desolate Wasteland

A song inspired by dry landscapes, devoid of all but the most tenacious life forms.

Early Bird

After the morning rain is chased away by a rising sun, the early bird begins its song. Unsure at first, it tests for an audience. Upon hearing others, it begins to sing its morning song before being joined by others. Even the jungle itself seems to hum along.

Elusive Elves

Deep within the thickest and lushest of forests live elves unseen by most. Stories of encounters have turned into legends, only adding to the elves' elusive reputation. The truth is far simpler, of course, as the elves simply do not wish to be found. They're masters at hiding and using the forests, their homes, to make sure they're only found when they choose to be found.

Endless Dunes

Travel in the desert can be monotonous and endless to those unfamiliar with its secrets. Scorching days are followed by freezing nights in an endless loop, every dune seems to be followed by another that looks exactly the same, and, no matter where you look, there never seems to be anything other than sand and sky.

Enemy Vessel

An enormous vessel approaches. Its dark, looming presence eclipses your much smaller vessel as red alarm lights flicker on and off. Against your better judgment you hope it hasn't spotted you, but you soon notice their tractor beam is pulling your vessel closer and closer to theirs.

Eternal Life

Eternal life offers eternal opportunities. Time to perfect skills, time to truly get to know the world, and time to see the world change over the centuries. With every passing season, new changes bring new experiences and new ways to create, enjoy, and experience the world for all its glory.

Exploring

A song inspired by the lust for adventure, the excitement of exploration, and the wonder of what lurks behind the next hill.

Fear the Dark

Terrible things lurk in the dark, glistening eyes watch from the shadows, and nothing good awaits those who dare to venture into the dark abyss. Or it could just be regular shadows, who knows. ^.^

Follow My Steps

A playful dance between two different beings, one copying the other, until both are intertwined in a playful dance.

Forges of War

Clanking hammers, raging fires, and thick clouds of smoke and ash can be seen, heard, and smelled for miles around. Hideous weapons are forged by and for hideous creatures, each of them eager to test their creations, and coat them in blood.

Four Horsemen

War, Death, Famine, and Pestilence, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. The chase is on, panic sets in, and the thundering of hooves gets closer and closer, will they catch up with you or will you escape just in time?

From Ashes Reborn

As ash and soot are cast away by wind, rain and time, new trees and plants grow to form a new forest. New homes are built and new fields of a wide range of crops are sown and grown. The undoing of destruction is slowly undone. No soot or ash will remain.

From Fjord to Njord

Icy winds push your ship through the fjord's freezing waters. High above, the sun peeks over the rocky edges, but none of it reaches down to touch your skin. The winds howl like sledge dogs eager to take you to your promised riches, but down here your fate lies within the hands of the gods. Time will tell how they favor you.

Frozen Plains

A song inspired by the vast, open fields of snow, the glistening sparks of ice, and the tranquil silence within these fields.

Frozen Sunrise

Even before the first beams of light rise over the horizon, the landscape is bathed in the clear light of the moon. Crisp snow reflects its light everywhere and it's soon joined by the warm rays of the sun. The pristine white snow becomes a radiant orange turning the snowy landscape into one that seems like it is on fire.

Frozen Wonders

A song inspired by the crisp, wintry landscapes, the cold blanket that covers everything in a quiet layer of sparkles, and the secrets hidden beneath this layer of white.

Gathering Armies

Two armies gather, their drums echo from afar, and their footsteps march as one. Huge orcs versus a smaller enemy, but they share their lust for blood and desires for war. They may look different, they may fight for slightly different reasons, but in their drums and cries for war they're all the same.

Glade of Delight

Thick, lush trees make way for a single path toward the tranquil clearing. Sunlight and shadows dance through the leaves, while butterflies, bees, and other insects flutter and flap from flower to flower. Playful creatures frolic in the tall grasses, all under the watchful eye of the guardians of the forest; strange beings, with an infinite love for nature. This is their glade, their pride and joy.

Glorious End

Surrounded by enemies during an ambush, you ready yourself for what will very likely be your final fight. Swords at the ready, hearts racing, and a bittersweet feeling overcomes you. To die in battle would be to die with honor, but it's a shame this battle might be your last.

Good Old Days

Gone are the good old days of playing with friends without a care in the world, living life to the fullest without a burden. Still, even in their ghostly form, the wisps love to think of the good old days and reenact them with fellow wisps or unknowing woodland travelers. But it's never the same.

Great reef

A song inspired by the majestic blues of the deep, the sparkling lights on the coral reefs, the darting fish between the rocks, and the gentle swaying of the waves.

Growing and Growing

Year after year after year, the young trees grow and grow to ever increasing heights in a constant battle for sunlight. Time passes and the world changes around them, yet steady on they grow until they reach an age of maturity and are ready to become a true titan among trees and treants.

Growing Spurs

Tiny seedlings grow into young saplings in no time, but they have a long way to grow yet. A fight for light means a race to the top, but strong winds and careless animals are a far bigger worry. But those who make it will have a good chance of joining the company of the mighty treants around them.

Heartstrings

Pun totally intended. A song inspired by the bittersweet pain felt after a loss, or felt just before an inevitable end.

Hidden Treasures

Hidden beneath layers of sand and rock are hidden treasures of ancient times. Riddled with traps, but waiting to be found by those who seek them, or perhaps eagerly awaiting new specimens to their collection.

Home Sweet Home

Home is where the heart is, and while it has taken the wisp quite a bit of time to adjust to their new life after death, they now feel at home in the woods they inhabit. Once scary trees are now familiar faces, woodland critters are no longer the source of scary sounds, but of sounds of joy, and some have even grown to like the wisp in return.

Hope is not Lost

A song inspired by the rising feeling of knowing it's not over, knowing there's one more chance, knowing now is the time for that final push.

The Hunters Gather

Tribes from all around the land have gathered for the great hunt and many still continue to arrive. The many little tribes now an army of spears, bows, muscle and an eagerness to hunt their prey. Who or what their prey will be is still undecided for rituals have to be fulfilled to be granted this answer by the higher powers.

I May Have This Dance

A classy ball progresses deeper into the night with dance after dance keeping the spirits high. An eerily pale, yet somewhat charming looking stranger approaches and, without as much as a bow, looks you in the eyes. For a moment fear takes over, you realize what this stranger is! But a sinister, hair-raising force takes control of you, and you get up to join him on the ballroom floor for a dance.

I'm Alive

With every turn of the key, life begins to tick within me. My eyes open slowly, my arm moves with a quick burst of energy, and a cog in my chest starts to tick at a steady pace. Enthusiasm and wonder take hold of me as I run around the room from object to object, far too eager to explore everything I can. Soon I find a window and I stop in awe. An entire world awaits me, an entire world is there to be explored and experienced, and I can't wait to do so.

In Shambles

Little is left of what was once a happy little automaton. Memories of what was mix in with what is, broken cogs and twisted parts prevent the automaton from marching on, and much needed repairs seem to be a wishful hope of a foolish machine.

In Too Deep

Deep within the lair of evil, surrounded by forces on all sides, caution is critical lest you're spotted. Being seen, being heard, being smelled, or being felt, all of these will lead to certain doom.

Incoming

A song of impending doom, a barrage of a violence, and a brief moment of rest, before the next attack commences.

Into the Abyss

Deeper and deeper into the darkest depths you sink alongside the steep cliff-side wall that offers the only sign of being anywhere at all. Darkness has surrounded you for hours, but you could swear you see a faint lights in the distance now. The deeper you sink, the brighter they become. What could possibly be out there?

Into the Den

Tread carefully into the den of a monster, dangers lurk in every corner, and the monster may already know you're coming.

Itsy Bitsy Legion

Itsy bitsy legion
Marched down the hill as one
Down with the humans
Your fire has not won
Caught in our webs
We'll eat your flesh tonight
And the itsy bitsy legion
Marched on with all their might

Jungle Morning

A quiet jungle morning, the still air only broken by the distant sound of animals waking up to the morning sun. But they in turn cause others to wake up, and the jungle soon begins to bustle with life once more.

Lazy Afternoon

When the sun sits high in the sky and its rays trickle through the forest canopies, nothing beats a lazy afternoon of hanging in a hammock, sipping on a drink and basking in the radiant warmth of the sun while the forest continues its vibrant display of life around you.

Leaf on the River

A song inspired by the flowing motions of a leaf floating on a river, the path it takes along the calming flows, the rushing rapids, and the eventual end of the journey.

Lonely Desert

Endless sands without a sign of life, the scorching sun followed by the freezing moon, the desert can be a lonely place indeed.

Lonely Desert (No Drums)

Endless sands without a sign of life, the scorching sun followed by the freezing moon, the desert can be a lonely place indeed.
This is a version without the drums in the background, for an added layer of loneliness.

Lonely Light

A once bright life cut short by a tragic event now wanders these forests as a dim, floating force of light. Seemingly without purpose and without end, the little wisp exists on within the forests who know more than they let on.

The Long Journey

Finding new lands to rebuild their home was no easy feat. Day after day of desert, wasteland and swamps stood in the way of their newfound prairie lands. The soils are rich and ready to be farmed, the forests dense and ready to be harvested, and the orcs and tired and ready to setup camp before rebuilding their new capital city.

Looking Back

Eternal life offers eternal possibilities to work toward a better future, but once in a while it's good to look back at all that came before. Life came and went, friendships grew, settlements expanded and quality of life increased. Not all of it was a smooth journey, but these lessons of the past will aide future efforts.

Lost Child

A song of the despair felt when lost, with the innocent thread of a child intertwined among the chaos.

Lost, Not Found

With no show, no home and less and less friends, the little automaton was lost in a bigger and bigger world. With nowhere to go, all the automaton could do is roam the same streets he once paraded on. The future was uncertain and terrifying, but the automaton kept going nonetheless. Perhaps one day he'll find a place to call home once more.

Love and Loss

A bittersweet song inspired by the end of love, which can come in all too many forms.

March of Giants

Gigantic, docile beasts march through the equally towering landscape of mountains. All you can do is stand and watch in awe as they trek through the mountain passages, each beast as breathtaking as the next. There's so many of them, and so many different species too. But before you know it, the last one already ventures behind a mountain slope, out of sight, but not yet out of mind.

March to War

A mass of orcs marches as one. Armor clanks with every step, drums set the pace with every beat, and warscreams fill the air with ferocious tenacity. The orcs are on a path to war, and they will bring death and destruction wherever they go.

Master's Plan

Countless legs and little voices carry whispers through the night, whispers of a grand plan their master came up with. Should everything go well, the feast will be grand and the little voices will turn from quiet whispers to squeals of delight.

Mecha Parade

Without as much as a word of instruction, the little automaton was put in a line with countless other mechanical beings. Huge, round beings with gigantic drums, smaller ones like him, except with a long, trumpet-like nose they were holding with both hands, and countless more. But before he had the time to take them all in, the big ones started to bang their drums, and everybody started moving as one. Whether it was the rhythm or some sort of instinct, the little automaton soon started to dance and enjoy himself, perhaps even more so than the crowd of people that had gathered to watch this parade. He felt like it was as if he was made for this.

Melancholia

What was supposed to be an exciting hunt for the next unwilling blood donor turned into a melancholic trip down memory lane. An unfortunate victim turns out to be quite a look-a-like and triggers memories of lives past and tragedies of old. This victim will live, for now.

Memories

A song inspired by the bittersweet feelings felt when reminiscing about the past, longing for those amazing moments you had, but knowing you'll never have those exact moments again. At least there's always moments to be had in the future. ^.^

Metamorphosis

You fight the urge to drink the blood of the innocent, but the more you fight, the more you feel a change within you. The thirst starts to manifest itself in the form of a true monster as your veins pulse with a creepy energy, one that immediately begins to change your very being. Your hands grow longer and gnarly, twisted claws grow from your finger nails. Your back arcs forward as two leathery wings sprout from nowhere. Your irises disappear as your eyes grow and turn milky, and your visage turns elongated and thin. This is your true vampiric form, the true monster within you.

Midnight Sneak

A song of the night, the careful steps of one who tries to sneak out of the house, or perhaps into someone else's.

Moment of Solitude

Once in a while a calm moment of reflection serves as a perfect way to clear your mind. Watching the world go by from a simple leaf drifting in the wind to the currents of a nearby creek take its waters to a sea far beyond the horizon, it's a great way to connect with the world and disconnect from whatever may trouble your mind at any given moment.

Monkey Kingdom

When the sun is out and the fruits are ripe, the monkey tribe hangs out in the trees and fills their bellies with fruity riches. The old take it slow, eager to regain some energy while the young play about and swing from tree to tree without a single care in the world.

Moonrise

As the sun sinks lower and lower behind the horizon, the forest grows darker and darker. It seems to go quiet, peaceful even as animals begin to prepare for their nightly slumber, but soon a whole different kind of life begins to awaken. As soon as the sun makes way for the moon, countless flowers open up and turn their crowns toward the sky. Nocturnal creatures of all sizes can be seen and heard all around, and the forest itself comes to life with a luminescent energy.

Morning Strolling

A peaceful song inspired by the quiet of the morning, the moment when nocturnal creatures go to rest, and diurnal creatures slowly wake up.

Mystery Forest

A song inspired by the many secrets hidden within a forest, the creatures lurking in silence until you pass, and the tiny lifeforms seen only when you pay close attention.

Nearly There

Almost, just a little more. A rush of adrenaline, the joy of knowing it's not much longer, time for that final push.

New Beginnings

What may start as a single, simple seed can grow into a vast oasis of life and splendor. The elves regularly plant such seeds in chosen spots and give it time, love, and care when need be to ensure these little trees grow into large trees, who in turn offer the right environment for other trees, plants, shrubs and animals to grow and thrive.

New Enemy Approaches

On the horizon a group of riders approach. They look in your direction, talk to each other, and then wave a banner high in the air. Nothing happens for a moment, but then, with the sound of thunder, an immense horde of riders on horseback appears along the horizon too. This can't be good.

New Home, New Friends

Amazing friends is all the little automaton needed to feel at home in his new home, and that's exactly what he's been given. The diverse cast of the marching band has quickly welcomed him into their home. Music, games and a world of laughter and fun are the daily routine in between the various marching band performances; the little automaton can't get enough of it.

Night Infiltration

A few quick movements in the shadows, noticed by a couple of guards, quickly turn into swift strikes leaving the guards unconscious. The figures continue on through the city, remaining hidden as best they can. A patrol spots them, but after a quick fight are taken out as well. The figures continue to reach their target, preparing for an assassination.

No Escape

There's nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. The vast emptiness of space was once a gorgeous sight, but now a thorn in your eye. An unrelenting chase continues through the vastness of space as your pursuer's ship keeps up with your every move.

Observant Jungle

Countless creatures lurk in the jungles, some playful and curious to see who you are, others menacing and out to see what you taste like.

On The Hunt

With bow in hand and a target in sight, nothing can stop the huntress. No snow too thick, no mountain too high and no weather too cold. Mighty beasts will make for grandiose feasts fit for the gods and the huntress is sure to provide.

Orc Capital

Hidden within the frozen mountain peaks of a desolate land lies the orc capital in plain sight. Walls of metal and wood stand out clearly even against the ashen-soiled snows of the surrounding area, and the plumes of thick, black smoke coming from the many forges and furnaces can be seen even on a cloudy day. Home sweet home for the orcs.

Out of Time

A song inspired by the impending doom of an end, the end, any end. The feeling of dread that comes with knowing you can't avoid this end.

Passage of Time

A song inspired by the passage of time, often depicted through stunning time-lapses in which the effects of time can truly be shown.

Preparations For War

Swords are sharpened and shields are readied. All the banner-men are rallied and soon the drums of war will begin their songs of courage. Glory awaits to those who fight, dishonor to those who run. But the battle will show who's heart is strong enough to face their enemy.

Quiet Lake

A peaceful lake of sapphire water sits amids gentle sloping hills in the middle of nowhere. It is home to a variety of animals, each buzzing and crawling about their daily lives. For those less busy, this lake is a perfect place to come to relax and reflect upon life.

Quiet Mountaintop

High atop an overgrown mountain awaits a world of solitude and peace. Below the world continues, but here above a breath of fresh air can provide a well needed moment of tranquility among the often peculiar creatures who make this mountain their home. All around you birds can be heard, some from down below, others from heights beyond even your reach.

Reaching Home

The planet, your planet, grows bigger and bigger as you get closer and closer. Just a little while longer. So many things will have changed, so many people will have changed, you have changed. But none of that matters now, soon you'll be home again.

Reluctant Enemies

Neither one wants to fight, both know they have to. Only one will come out on top, which is the very fact that makes both opponents so reluctant.

Rise Minions

Rise, minions, your time has come. Rise, minions, and dance to this beat! I mean, conquer the enemy or something. ^.^

Rising Tensions

Two great nations live side by side, each with their own ideas and ambitions, but both in relative peace. Their ambitions would see the destruction of the other however, and both sides know it. Borders become reinforced, armies for defence are seen as preparations for war, and war starts to be seen as more and more inevitable.

Ruins of Dendezar

Within the city walls of Dendezar death is all there is, yet the echos of what once was continue to breathe a ghostly semblance of life into the labyrinth of roads. Even the winds are capable of bringing life back by playing tricks on the ear. Bustling markets, playing children and musical performances seem to come from nowhere.

Scorching Sun

There's no escape from the heat. Scorching rays of the sun bombard everything from above, and the hot, shifting sands cover every foot with every step. The journey is still far from over, unless this heat doesn't end it prematurely.

Seedlings

As the last of the winter's snow melts, thousands of seedlings awaken from their slumber. Protected by the canopies of their elders, they race toward the light and spread their leaves to take full advantage of its life giving energies. This first season of their lives is of the utmost importance and will determine whether these seedlings will join their ancient siblings high up in the canopy or whether they will perish and return to the soils below.

Serpent Pass

Endless dunes of hot sand stretch out beyond every horizon like a path carved by a giant snake. It's the only way to get from city to city, but shifting sands and changing dunes make it near impossible to navigate for anyone but the locals.

Shields Are Down

Blast after blast hits with an eerie precision. The shields are down, the ship won't hold forever, escape is the only way out. But there's nowhere to run or hide in space, nowhere except for the most dangerous parts. Asteroid fields may be the only way, but without shields they may just as easily be the end as well.

Shockwaves

As your ship cruises through space your ship sounds the alarms for an incoming energy wave. You're not sure what the type or cause of it is, but bracing for impact is all you can do. Is it an enemy ship? Unforeseen solar flares? Perhaps a different kind of space phenomena? Who knows, but it keeps happening over and over.

Show's Over

It seemed like only yesterday the little automaton had gotten to be part of the grand parade, but now the show was over. A lack of interest meant a lack of funding and so the little automaton and his friends were kicked out on the street. They still had each other, even if some chose different paths, but with an uncertain future things looked dire indeed.

Snowflakes At Night

The night is dark and quiet under a thick layer of clouds. The air is crisp and unmoving, but then, out of the vast blackness above, a snowflake dwindled from the air. Then another and another. Countless thick snowflakes begin to fall out of the blackness above, as if coming from some magical abyss.

Song for Spring

The days grow longer and warmer, though winter still remains. To help the coming of spring, the elves sing and chant to welcome life's abundance back to their homes. Wait a little long they must, but if nothing else, their songs warm their hearts until the sun's full return.

Spirit Parade

Countless spirits big and small march and float through the forest path. Their luminescent forms turn the forest into a kaleidoscope of colors, ever changing, and seemingly infinite. More and more spirits pass your vision, but they barely acknowledge you, if at all. They wiggle, twirl, and dance their way to some unknown destiny, and all you can do is enjoy the show.

Spoils of War

With new lands and conquests divided among the victors, all there's left to do is to enjoy the spoils of war and celebrate with a grand feast. Life is good for the living, and those who sacrificed themselves will be celebrated and remembered.

Spring's Arrival

With the arrival of spring coming closer and closer, flowers take advantage of the moist soils and a bounty of sunlight able to penetrate through the barren treetops. Eager to bask in this radiant warmth, more and more plants and flowers pop up from beneath a crisp layer of snow with the single message: spring is coming.

Stealing Fire

Countless legs creep through the night, unseen for now in the darkest shadows. They creep across the ceiling, crawl across the floor, and seek the light used to fuel their demise. They find it soon and squee in glee, as their tiny hands grab bits of flaming wood. Soon a trail of little flames lights the thousands of little invaders and a trail from fire to hideout. Those who listen closely might hear faint, happy voices say things like: "Who will kill with fire now?".

Storm

A song inspired by the thunder in the distant, the rain growing and growing in intensity, and the barrage of noise unleashed when the storm truly hits.

Summer Rain

A song inspired by the gentle, soothing rain in summer. The welcome coolness, and the washing away of dust by the lukewarm drops.

Sunken City

Algae covered columns, coral encrusted walls, flowing seaweed on the flooded roads. A city lost in a sea of time, pun intended. ^.^

Sunny Afternoon

What better way to take advantage of a long, elvish lifespan than to enjoy the quiet days for what they are. The sun glistens through the treetops, water from a nearby creek cascades gently down the smoothened rocks, birds sing their songs across the forest tops. There's so much to enjoy, and plenty of time to enjoy it.

Sunrise

As the night slowly makes way for day and the first rays of sun pierce the morning sky, a new cycle starts again. While the nocturnal creatures make for their beds, the diurnal creatures stretch their bodies to prepare for the day. It's a slow awakening, a far stretch from the bustling, colorful life found during the night.

Temple Ruins

Broken pillars, cracked paintings, and forgotten statuettes. The remnants of what once was, but is now nothing but shadows and dust. The voices of the past can still be heard in the wind, but it's just not the same.

Temple Secrets

Dancing shadows cast by candle light, the smell of incense, and the faint whispers of devout followers within the temple grounds lead you through countless corridors. Each room and corridor you pass offers you a glimpse at the hidden mysteries of the temple, but it'd be rude to linger and stare.

Terror in the Dark

Sometimes the shadows truly do hold a terrible horror, sometimes that horror decides to come out, and if it does, you better run. Fast!

Through The Atmosphere

Everything begins to shake, alarms blink, the time for reentry is here. Adrenaline pumps through your veins, sweat drips from your forehead as your vessel begins to heat up more and more. The sound of shaking metal drowns out all the alarms, but you remain focused. Just a little while longer, soon you'll be through the atmosphere.

Thor, God of Thunder

The sky grows darker and darker as rain begins to pour without an end in sight. Flashes of lightning light up the world every now and then and are soon followed by deafening roars of thunder. Thor has arrived and, by the sounds of it, isn't planning on leaving any time soon.

Tides Have Turned

A battle between you and an enemy ship rages on. Countless shots have been fired, your shields are low, and outmaneuvering them proved futile. You and your crew fight on, but know this is likely the end, but then, out of nowhere, another ship arrives. You recognise it! A friendly voice calls over the intercom: "Looks like you could use a hand.".

Time to Prepare

With the gift and curse of immortality comes infinite time to reflect, create and prepare for an endless future ripe for the picking, at least if you're so inclined. For some it simply means learning all they can, reading all the books or traversing the world as it changes throughout the ages. But others prefer to conquer this world and shape it into their own image.

Time to Strike

Waiting in the bushes, ready to strike. The enemy will pass soon, unsuspecting. Their footsteps can be heard first, then their shadows on the road. They're seen by the unseen, still completely oblivious. Just a little further, just a little longer.. Now! Strike swiftly from the shadows! Then return to them as if nobody was there.

Tough and Mighty

Run, run, run she goes, with little paws and little nose. Tap, tap, tap her feet, racing faster and indiscreet. Nothing can stop her, nothing can slow her, nothing can keep her from her goal. Nothing will block her, nothing will rock her, nothing will keep her from her bowl.
A song for/about one of our cats: Toph (the mighty)

Treetop Homes

High up in the canopies, hidden from those wandering down below, lives an entire community among the curling and intertwining branches. Homes grown by bending and directing the growth of branches and air plants, paths directed by the biggest of tree branches, and even a temple rests in the crown of the biggest tree of all.

Tranquil Garden

A song inspired by peaceful gardens, the babbling of water from layered fountains, and the sound of the wind that carries the scent of the flowers from all around.

Traversing Mountains

A song inspired by trekking in the highest mountains, the rush of reaching a top, followed by the urge to conquer another, and there's always another.

Trickster's Plan

When the trickster's plans come to fruition, you better hope you're not involved. Like a snake, they'll wrap around you, trapping you like a wolf chained and bound to a rock. The trickster's mischief rarely ends well for simple mortals, so make like a fish and flee, hoping you don't get caught in a net.

Underwater Mysteries

Deep blue waters with deeper secrets. Creatures lurking beneath the sands, creatures watching from between the rocks. An endless ocean of tranquility.

Victorious

With the enemy vanquished, a victory run on horseback is a well earned treat. Galloping through newly expanded territories toward your base for a hearty meal, lots of drinks, and even more laughter.

Waiting

A song inspired by the joys of waiting, that specific kind of waiting during which you feel both calm and excited. Calm because you know what comes doesn't require you to worry, and excited because what comes will be amazing.

Whale Dive

Even within a possibly eternal and infinite universe, the sight of a whale-like creature gliding through space was something you thought you'd never come across. But, like the whales of Earth, massive creatures are seemingly playing and diving before your very eyes. A spectacle you cannot take your eyes off of.

The Wanderer

Across hills and mountains and through fjords and glades, the wanderer wanders across the lands to destinations unknown. But a wanderer's journey knows no end, only breaks to rest and take in the lands to which they belong.

We Are Legion

Two fangs appear in a charming smile, and fear instantly creeps up your spine. Elsewhere a scream echoes through the air; "Vampire!". You look around and see to your dismay, more fanged smiles all around. Panic breaks out as people run, but the vampires simply follow in a fast, yet held back walking pace, eager to taste the fear running through their victims' veins.

White Capped Mountains

An exhausting trek along rocky mountain paths lead you upward and upward, further and further toward the top of one of the smaller mountains in this range. The higher you get, the more snowflakes you see dwindling from the sky, and the more you see your breath in the air every time you exhale. You soon reach the top, and as you peek over the summit, you're welcomed by a vast landscape of white mountain tops, each fed by a constant drift of snow, and all waiting to be climbed next.

Winter Longing

A song inspired by the longing for winter, fueled by the first sparkles of frost on the ground, the crisp, cold winds, and the thing layer of white created by the fields of frozen dew.

Wonders of Space

Looking out into the distant infinity you can see much of the beauty space has to offer. Galaxies far, far away shine bright and may be home to countless beings, supernovae shine bright and stand out in a last show of existence. Black holes offer eerie sights of light and dark, and so much more beyond everything in sight.

Yesteryearning

A song inspired by the feeling of yearning for the past, for yesteryear. A bittersweet feeling.

Yesteryearning (Instrumental)

A song inspired by the feeling of yearning for the past, for yesteryear. A bittersweet feeling. This version is an instrumental version, and thus without the vocal track.