The path through the mire is a treacherous one. Beneath its still waters the fallen lie, as if in sleep. Their flesh turned to leather, their hair a rich copper. Those who came before, and who failed. A hand the colour of wet clay grips our heroine's leg, another clutches at her thigh. She staggers. Struggles to unsheath the sword at her hip. From beneath the sphagnum moss they rise, too close and too many to fight. Hands all over catching her, but none yet dragging her down.
"Back," they hiss into her ear, bog-water bubbling from their mouths.
She struggles. More hands hold her fast. The bog-folk plead more urgently yet. She must turn back and leave this place, lest their fate become hers. Another voice, louder and more clear breaks through their sibilant chorus.
"Zora!"
Her name.
Releasing her, they part, revealing a figure tall, stout and strong.
"Father!"
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I met Fogweaver through Vedurnan and, later, Magelight. This more energetic take on their music is wonderful and exciting, a compelling twist bearing their unique signature. emanuele127
supported by 17 fans who also own “Beneath Still Waters”
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
Post-rock musician and World Within Worlds label head Lachlan R. Dale returns with his debut full-length, a suite of ambient explorations. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2024