Esotonic

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Remembering a time when creation was new, and malleable.

The closer you look at your foundations, the more you realize they're as abstractly formless as the things you think.

There's a river that flows deep into a mountain, leading through thousands of caverns. Deep in this natural labyrinth lies the Grove.

A stone that contains a likeness of everything in your world, teeming with the energy of the cosmos.

I like drafting in 8-Bit. Easier to focus on the melodies, chords, and rhythms.

Passing into new possibility you realize how narrowly you had been perceiving up to this point.

All the pieces appear in place in your mind, for the first time it seems clear.

While studying the ruins of a small village you find an artifact the likes of which you've never seen. Fate has found you at long last and your journey is soon to begin.

When boundaries are broken, you find yourself flung through existence to a place where you've no way of knowing how to get back.

Mainly just playing with some alternatively timed dub sounding ideas.

Long ago, when the like of Homuns were less informed of the world; Gods reigned over the lands, very much alive and in action.