Naktigonis
Naktigonis - To Sleep, Dreaming (Contour 1) (Deepwoken OST)
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Often gaze at the heavens,
Shrouded in moonlight -
Night-sky,
Cloaked in darkness and shade,
Whispers an invite:
Starlight shimmers,
Skies grow dimmer;
Stars are falling -
Hear them calling!
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But in my heart, I know... One day, we will all return to the stars.
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[...]
In that vanishing point, neither of us speaks. Language is crushed. We are anyway too busily engaged building structures within ourselves that might house our spirits, for the pressure here is immense, a weight of rock and time bearing down upon us from every direction with an intensity I have never experienced before, turning us fast to stone. It is a fascinating and terrible place, and not one that can be borne for long."
( - Robert Macfarlane, 'Underland')
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[...]
The lizard-machine feeds at the face, the conveyor belt continues to trundle ore towards the hopper, and I am struck by a sense of the creatureliness of the mining operation: the avid clawing at the rock, the tunnel network that has been created. I remember cross-sections I have seen of the interiors of termite mounds and ants' nests, rabbit warrens and mole runs. Neil's map of the mine, with its hundreds of miles of intersecting drift, is just the plan of another animal's burrow-complex, bored out in search of resources."
( - Robert Macfarlane, 'Underland')
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The Forge of Sin, however, remains his.
Why seals? Well... Let's just say, a silly joke went far:
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[...] And yet, somewhere deep down, you find yourself rooting for the storm, hoping for the worst. As if a part of you is tired of waiting, wondering when the world will fall apart - by lot, by fate, by the will of the gods.
[...] The apocalypse is one of the oldest fantasies we have. But it's not about skipping to the end of the story. It's a longing for revelation, a revealing of what we already know but cannot see - that none of this is guaranteed, and there's no such thing as "ordinary life". That our civilization is just an agreement, one that could be revoked at any time."
( - John Koenig, 'The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows')
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( - Sun Tzu, 'The Art Of War')
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"The better part of valor is discretion [...]."
( - William Shakespeare, 'Henry IV', Part I, Act V, Scene IV)
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COME ALIVE
IN A MOTION
STRONGLY SHAKES THE LAND
AND THE SKY
FROM THE OCEAN
WATERS BELOW
FOAM AND ROAR,
AND BELLOW.
WHAT SHALL WE DO
WITH OUR HEARTS
SO MELLOW?
FEEL NO DESPAIR,
MY FRIENDS!
TOMORROW,
DAY DAWNS ANEW!
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then the ocean tide
arched and coursed
like a fountain,
swept across the land,
from the coasts
to the mountains.
little now remains
of the past,
torn asunder.
quiet is the world,
like the clouds
after thunder.
embers of flame
soaked and wet,
still glowing,
rest in our hearts
as we sail,
unknowing.
whether the flame
lives or dies
won't matter -
time marches on.
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Honoured by the sea,
Journey to the fathoms in bravery!
Us you will guide,
Bravest of the brave!
Even should the ocean become your grave!
May you return,
Victory in hand,
May you once again tread on steady land!
Glory you'll earn,
Echo shall your name
In the books of history, crowned in fame!
Onward, to the darkest chasms!
May you never falter,
And may your way be led by Song!
Onward, to the deepest fathoms!
May the light protect you,
May you return triumphant, strong!
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"The Song of Fathoms", colloquially also known as "Oscillation", is a popular tune well-known around Lumen. Despite this, it remains a musical piece surrounded by discussion and dispute. In spite of the fact that we know exactly how old the piece is, and who the original author is, certain events and clauses of history mean that we cannot reliably verify its true arrangement and original text.
[...] [F]ollowing the formalities, as the observers cheered on, the first expeditionary [Diver] force - 'The Pioneers', with Akarad at the fore - descended the cave system and dived into its waters, following the path until they disappeared from sight. At their descent, a musical piece, then called "The Song of Fathoms", was performed by the Scholars' Orchestra of the Scholars of Markor. The piece itself was commissioned for the ceremony collectively by the High Convocation, and the performance was conducted by the Chambermaster of the orchestra, Ingrid Jura.
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Authority records indicate that August Gideshu served aboard the Central Authority Sailing-Ship (or CASS) 'Zephyr', under Captain Hector Corbet. Little else is known about this ship's crew or specifications, aside from the fact that it served in the Eastern Luminant, and experienced several clashes involving the Etrean Navy, in which they emerged victorious. Gideshu himself is noted as having distinguished himself in one battle by bolstering crew morale during an Etrean boarding - possibly by starting to sing the eponymous march, suggesting his fellow crew were familiar with his penmanship.
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When we have shuffled off this mortal coil
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life."
( - William Shakespeare, "Hamlet", Act III, Scene I)
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"My enemy is twice dead, and I still have him."
( - Iain Banks, "The Wasp Factory")
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i used Disguise Self on Astarion, turning him into a gnome so he could fit him through a crevice in the Selunite temple. the game disagreed.
(man it's been a while since i uploaded a gaming video huh)
We cross a wide pass between high peaks. Beech and pine have thickened in the lower ground, and I can smell resin in the cooler air. A sense of mountain communities and forest wilderness grows. The extent of the woods here makes a nonsense of human frontier lines. Beeches march over borders."
( - Robert Macfarlane, 'Underland')
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( - Sunless Skies, 'Carillon - An Overgrown Shrine' storylet)
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"The man who is traveling and does not yet know the city awaiting him along his route wonders what the palace will be like, the barracks, the mill, the theater, the bazaar. In every city of the empire every building is different and set in a different order: but as soon as the stranger arrives at the unknown city [...], he immediately distinguishes which are the princes’ palaces, the high priests’ temples, the tavern, the prison, the slum. This – some say – confirms the hypothesis that each man bears in his mind a city made only of differences, a city without figures and without form, and the individual cities fill it up.
This is not true of Zoe. [...] The traveler roams all around and has nothing but doubts: he is unable to distinguish the features of the city, the features he keeps distinct in his mind also mingle. He infers this: if existence in all its moments is all of itself, Zoe is the place of indivisible existence. But why, then, does the city exist? What line separates the inside from the outside, the rumble of wheels from the howl of wolves?"
( - Italo Calvino, 'Invisible Cities')
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( - Sunless Skies, 'The Whisperwinds' interaction)
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"A simple rite. Open windows; shivered words; a wind, welcomed in. Is it a comfort, to know you are not alone? To be watched by one of the capricious gods of the turning sky? Their attention can draw other, unwelcome things."
( - Sunless Skies, 'The Thing in the Mist' interaction)
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( - Sunless Skies, 'The Storm That Speaks' interaction)
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"yet now!
the sun fades out as thousand-voiced
the lamb does howl back at the wolf,
unhinging far its maw,
and lunging for the neck -
the blood-starved beast is eaten,
and the hunter now is prey.
the field-mouse at the falcon ruby-eyed shall leap
and tear apart with claws its feathers and its wings,
the stray gazelle, wild-eyed and fanged,
shall hunt its fear-elected king -
the dread-maned lion, - in a petty feast;
the rabbit now shall turn to beast,
blood-starved, with fire in its eyes,
it stalks the fox, in wait of time to strike."
( - Naktigonis, 'our book of modernity')
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"[...] A humming vibration is all around you, resolving into new tones as you let your perception wander over its octaves. Your eye wanders up towards the snow that covers the peak. Snowflakes float eternally in a stilled wind. Layers of packed snow perch precariously on each other, unsettled by the sound of the vibration. You are staring at the beginning of an avalanche, and you can almost imagine, almost feel all that snow collapsing down the slopes towards you.
But you are safe in a moment that's been stretched, pulled like taffy, soft and warm and enveloping your body."
( - Fallen London, 'A Dream of Stillness: Look' (Upon A Painted Sea) storylet)
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but night is neither foul nor grim.
so lovely, in autùmnal shades,
them evening proudly masquerades
as dances it a sarabande."
( - Naktigonis, 'the plight of birds')
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"And the lights, they come swirling,
On the walls they land, twirling.
Dancing nobly and calm,
They might rest on your palm
for a while.
[...]
As they waltz on the walls,
They embellish the halls -
My, what beautiful sights
To my eye bring these lights!"
( - Naktigonis, 'dim lights')
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Alouette, je te plumerai!
Je te plumerai la tête,
Je te plumerai la tête.
Et la tête! Et la tête!
Alouette! Alouette!"
( - "Alouette", a French folk/children's song)
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"The present life of man upon earth, O King, seems to me in comparison with that time which is unknown to us like the swift flight of a sparrow through the mead-hall where you sit at supper in winter [...]. The sparrow, flying in at one door and immediately out at another, whilst he is within, is safe from the wintry tempest, but after a short space of fair weather, he immediately vanishes out of your sight, passing from winter to winter again.
So this life of man appears for a little while, but of what is to follow or what went before we know nothing at all."
( - St. Bede, "Ecclesiastical History of the English People")
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When you blink, you see it. When you sleep you will see it. When you die you will see it."
( - Sunless Skies, 'The Storm That Speaks' interaction)
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"Tree-branches cast shadows on the walls of the cave. The light here is not violet, but the cold blue of winter mornings. This is why you came from the Surface. You thought you knew, but you did not, could not know. By the time you leave this place, you will forget again."
( - Fallen London, "Woods in winter" storylet)
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( - The Ancestor, 'Ancestor's Memoirs: The Brigand Pounder', from the video game "Darkest Dungeon")
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"Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds [...]."
( - William Shakespeare, 'Julius Caesar', Act III, Scene I)
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Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!"
( - William Blake, 'The Tyger')
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i retract my claws and purr
all while the
lullaby of chaos
tells me nothings sweet and treats politely
( - Naktigonis, 'Lullaby of Chaos')
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voice acting by: Naktigonis
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inspired by these:
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( - Madeline Miller, 'The Song of Achilles')
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"Sound trumpets! let our bloody colours wave!
And either victory, or else a grave."
( - William Shakespeare, 'King Henry VI', Part III, Act II, Scene II)
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the steps of a farruca grand.
the air grows frosty, earth grows cold.
all follows now an ancient mould -
a wounded gasp, a blazing fight
within a world of dying light.
( - Naktigonis)
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LYRICS
We're masters of the oceans wide,
Custodians of relentless tide!
For the Authority we fight -
Within this dark a blazing light.
Hurrah, hurrah, three cheers for the cause!
We truth uphold, and also laws!
For the many, the few, the big, the small -
We would give our lives for the cause!
We would give our lives for the cause!
We're wardens of the valiant dead,
From shore to shore our boots will tread!
The furthest reaches we shall tame,
Bring order, peace, Adretian fame!
Hurrah, hurrah, three cheers for the cause!
We truth uphold, and also laws!
For the many, the few, the big, the small -
We would give our lives for the cause!
Hurrah, hurrah, three cheers for the cause!
We truth uphold, and also laws!
For the many, the few, the big, the small -
We would give our lives for the cause!
We would give our lives for the cause!
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SKY-SUNDERED SLEEP
MIND-ADDLING MANIA
HARROWING DEEP
( - Naktigonis)
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For what are space and time but the inventions
Of sorrowing men? The soul goes faster than light.
Eating the moon alive, it leaves space and time behind.
( - Donald Revell, 'Death')
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What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone [...].
( - John Keats, 'Ode on a Grecian Urn')
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a flame can turn sand into pyres of glass.
( - Naktigonis)
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There is no visible text on this packaging - neither outside it, nor within it. Instead, at the front of the sleeve, a singular symbol of sorts stands out, etched into the leather in gold. The significance of the symbol - and, indeed, its meaning, - escape you.
Upon closer inspection, the sleeve's flap hides a cut in it - a pouch, it seems. Within it is contained a small piece of paper. It looks as if it was torn from a book of some kind, its appearance weathered, the paper itself now bearing a rich sepia tone.
There is some sort of writing on it, artfully calligraphed onto the insignificant-looking paper scrap:
"Defy the hush-makers. Let the glorious song ring on. We shall sing with the tide, 'til a new Celtor sinks!
- The Masters of the House"
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With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice
Cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war,
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.
( - William Shakespeare, "Julius Caesar", Act III, Scene I)
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But an albatross hanging from my neck.
And just as you could not contain the sea,
You could not contain me.
( - Foxing, 'Bloodhound')
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In time, the path ahead shall end, as it already has to those who walked before us.
Then, none will walk. None will remain.
We will have been the last.
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this track is a medley of the first four contours of 'To Sleep, Dreaming', combined with the song's scrapped segments. i put it together to commemorate the launch of Deepwoken.
it's hard to believe it's been two years since the work on the project began. it has been a long and bumpy road, but we're finally here.
a sincere thank you goes out to the Deepwoken team for being the most talented and excellent team of people i've had the pleasure of working with.
and of course, my greatest gratitude goes to Raguza & Arch_Mage, for giving me an opportunity to develop and grow as an artist over these past 2 years. the Deepwoken Original Soundtrack is as much their labour as it is mine - for without their guidance, i would not be where i am today.
dear friends and comrades, i hope to continue working with all of you on future excellence, for as long as we shall! 🥂
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Now what awaits, guess, in advance -
DANCE, puppet, dance! Dance if you can!
The flames have called the Ferryman!
( - Naktigonis)
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On a zeppelin made of crystal, made of glass.
Upon a steam calliope you sat and played a song for me,
A shanti from a vagrant midnight mass.
Oh, we puffed a pipe of turkish moss and set course for the albatross,
A sea of silver prophets on the wing.
And through the captain's telescope, you gazed and blew a ring of smoke,
And then we bade farewell unto the spring...
( - Vagabond Opera, 'Red Balloon')
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and tear with claws apart its feathers and its wings,
the stray gazelle, wild-eyed and fanged, shall hunt its fear-elected king -
the dread-maned lion, - in a petty feast;
the rabbit now shall turn to beast,
blood-starved, with fire in its eyes,
it stalks the fox, in wait of time to strike.
( - Naktigonis - 'Our Book')
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QUIDQUID LATET, APPAREBIT:
NIL INULTUM REMANEBIT.
[...]
IUSTE IUDEX ULTIONIS,
DONUM FAC REMISSIONIS
ANTE DIEM RATIONIS.
( - a segment from the 'Dies Irae', a Gregorian chant)
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Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
( - Robert Frost, 'The Road Not Taken')
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That fortress of smoke and steel!
For guns we forge and bullets make,
Leave fire in our wake -
We work for the Summer Company!
The Isle of Summer marks our home -
Our fortress of smoke and steel!
The bellows roar and anvils ring,
We serve no lord or king -
Except for the isle that marks our home!
( - Naktigonis, 'The Summer Company Song')
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
( - Percy Bysshe Shelley, 'Ozymandias')
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How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
( - William Ernest Henley, 'Invictus')
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where all memories drown, -
i now lie, clinging on to the fragile,
fleeting whispers of light.
( - Naktigonis, 'Stagnant')
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Some eighteen at most
Now followed my orders and tended each post.
And with confidence vast
I barked, 'anchors aweigh!',
And soon my dear ship journeyed out from the bay.
( - Naktigonis, 'Tale of the Storm')
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My Bandcamp: naktigonis.bandcamp.com
We've plenty for all to spare!
Enough for all to sell and trade,
Or be perhaps unmade -
Be careful with what you're looking for!
Don't make the mistake of crossing us -
It will be your last, for sure!
We're one for all, and all for one,
The barrel of a gun -
No soul will be ever jostling us!
( - Naktigonis, 'The Summer Company Song')
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My SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/naktigonis/tracks
My Twitter: twitter.com/naktigonis
My Bandcamp: naktigonis.bandcamp.com
Štai, nakty tamsioj.
Šmėžuoja jis pasieniais.
Jo mėlis
Aklinoj tamsoj
Klajoja vienui vienas.
( - Naktigonis, 'Adata')
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My SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/naktigonis/tracks
My Twitter: twitter.com/naktigonis
My Bandcamp: naktigonis.bandcamp.com
the old cacophony's denied -
and now the
orchestra of chaos
plays victoriously a tune most sprightly.
( - Naktigonis, 'Lullaby of Chaos')
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My SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/naktigonis/tracks
My Twitter: twitter.com/naktigonis
My Bandcamp: naktigonis.bandcamp.com


