Radiarc | Radiarc - The Fulcrum (Album Release) @Radiarc_ | Uploaded November 2019 | Updated October 2024, 14 hours ago.
The culmination of centuries, the mistake of one broken girl.
Artwork: deviantart.com/sharpieboss/art/I-remembered-something-very-different-560746681
radiarc.bandcamp.com/album/the-fulcrum
"I did it...we can finally go home..." she says, staggering as a sickening darkness pulses through her veins and bleeds from her eyes.
She falls, but catches herself, kneeling in great agony as her breathing intensifies.
Summoning what little bit of strength she has left, she attempts to use this dark energy, reaching forward with her palm facing the ground between her and the boy, but her efforts are in vain; only ashes form, and the wind carries them away.
Her eyes begin to cloud over as she rises with sorrow and loathing, muttering between sharp breaths, "I was so tired..."
"So tired of being cursed with this frail body, so tired of the voices calling out to me, promising a way out...a way out for all of us."
"I see now that I was wrong."
"I'm sorry."
She grips the gun she'd once held so dearly, but the Null has accepted its new host, pulling her into the air and casting away her only possession.
With her final moments of composure, struggling to hold back tears, she looks at the boy before her, his face worried, but understanding.
"Don't let it live."
I figured I'd save this one for last, because the chord progression comes from a song that's both nostalgic and meaningful to me as well as the plot of this album I've been working on for about a year now. So much has happened since then...
Actually, I didn't want to release this because I had more songs I wanted to make, but that's for another time when I'm in a better place in life.
Basically, a couple girls act as involuntary gatekeepers for a dark entity telepathically seeking a host until this guy drops out of the sky, and the entity calls for him, too, with the promise of power beyond comprehension, and a way to go home.
A lot's been changed, but Paige, the character in Weight of the World, is still very much an extra, though equally unwilling as a newcomer to the dimension, stricken with rage from living a life where a lapse in self-control could kill.
I'm sorry I haven't done much horse stuff, but I'm always at a point where I do what I want to do, and as of now, most of it isn't pony related.
I've got some ideas up my sleeve, but I've been working through so much stuff this year, and I'm just tired.
My car's in the shop for the third time now, thus setting me back again in my efforts to quit this job, and my future is as uncertain as ever.
I just want peace of mind at this point.
I hope that, at the very least, I'm still putting out quality content, and maybe you all will connect with it like I do.
Thanks for sticking around.
If you like what you hear, please check out the rest of my bandcamp; I'm re-opening commissions, so DM me on Discord.
radiarc.bandcamp.com
discord.gg/FqUSnW5
I also have a patreon, if you're feeling extra generous:
patreon.com/radiarc
This song, this album...they mean a lot to me.
This has been the most difficult year of my life, but hopefully, everything will turn out alright.
I've still got faith.
The culmination of centuries, the mistake of one broken girl.
Artwork: deviantart.com/sharpieboss/art/I-remembered-something-very-different-560746681
radiarc.bandcamp.com/album/the-fulcrum
"I did it...we can finally go home..." she says, staggering as a sickening darkness pulses through her veins and bleeds from her eyes.
She falls, but catches herself, kneeling in great agony as her breathing intensifies.
Summoning what little bit of strength she has left, she attempts to use this dark energy, reaching forward with her palm facing the ground between her and the boy, but her efforts are in vain; only ashes form, and the wind carries them away.
Her eyes begin to cloud over as she rises with sorrow and loathing, muttering between sharp breaths, "I was so tired..."
"So tired of being cursed with this frail body, so tired of the voices calling out to me, promising a way out...a way out for all of us."
"I see now that I was wrong."
"I'm sorry."
She grips the gun she'd once held so dearly, but the Null has accepted its new host, pulling her into the air and casting away her only possession.
With her final moments of composure, struggling to hold back tears, she looks at the boy before her, his face worried, but understanding.
"Don't let it live."
I figured I'd save this one for last, because the chord progression comes from a song that's both nostalgic and meaningful to me as well as the plot of this album I've been working on for about a year now. So much has happened since then...
Actually, I didn't want to release this because I had more songs I wanted to make, but that's for another time when I'm in a better place in life.
Basically, a couple girls act as involuntary gatekeepers for a dark entity telepathically seeking a host until this guy drops out of the sky, and the entity calls for him, too, with the promise of power beyond comprehension, and a way to go home.
A lot's been changed, but Paige, the character in Weight of the World, is still very much an extra, though equally unwilling as a newcomer to the dimension, stricken with rage from living a life where a lapse in self-control could kill.
I'm sorry I haven't done much horse stuff, but I'm always at a point where I do what I want to do, and as of now, most of it isn't pony related.
I've got some ideas up my sleeve, but I've been working through so much stuff this year, and I'm just tired.
My car's in the shop for the third time now, thus setting me back again in my efforts to quit this job, and my future is as uncertain as ever.
I just want peace of mind at this point.
I hope that, at the very least, I'm still putting out quality content, and maybe you all will connect with it like I do.
Thanks for sticking around.
If you like what you hear, please check out the rest of my bandcamp; I'm re-opening commissions, so DM me on Discord.
radiarc.bandcamp.com
discord.gg/FqUSnW5
I also have a patreon, if you're feeling extra generous:
patreon.com/radiarc
This song, this album...they mean a lot to me.
This has been the most difficult year of my life, but hopefully, everything will turn out alright.
I've still got faith.
