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I recently discovered the dark academic aesthetic. I have never been attracted to an aesthetic before! Dark Academia embodies a lot of things I've come to like.
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🔴 Track list: 💖
0:00 Finding Melody - Gavin Luke
4:34 Courage - Gavin Luke
7:11 Solace - Gavin Luke
9:53 Under My Oak Tree - Johannes Bornlöf
14:04 Reminiscence - Johannes Bornlöf
16:36 Slow Day - Franz Gordon
19:17 A Presence Felt - Gavin Luke
22:21 Scribbled Notes - Johannes Bornlöf
24:54 Delicate Transitions - Gavin Luke
27:23 Benevolent - Yonder Dale
30:32 Nadir - Gavin Luke
33:03 In Pursuit Of Happiness - Gavin Luke
36:11 Ending - Peter Sandberg
38:17 Heart of the River of the Sun - Lama House
40:48 In This Moment - Gavin Luke
43:35 A Matter of Trust - Gavin Luke
46:18 Two Worlds Apart - Breathing
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Genre: People & Blogs
Date of upload: Premiered Oct 19, 2022 ^^
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RYD date created : 2024-05-11T05:09:12.042044Z
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Top Comments of this video!! :3
it was one of those winter nights where the nights were a little too cold, the breeze flowing by sending shivers down my spine. It was past midnight, and you were all alone in the balcony of the castle as the party downstairs continued. The party was held in the account of your brother's crowning ceremony. It was too loud and chaotic, and you were more than happy to escape from there, grateful for this silence and solace. You loved your brother a lot, not a doubt in the world but the hatred for the princes and the kings that attended overweighed the love, unfortunately. You despised every prince and the kings, the way they walked, the way they laughed, everything about them. Hated every one of those greedy men except one mysterious prince. That one prince, who ruled a small newly formed kingdom. You saw caught a glimpse of him in one of the other balls, but a glimpse was enough to notice his astonishing feautures. His dark hair just like his eyes. His face fit all the feautures a bit too well just like a picture painted by a painter, almost unreal. He was always adorned with the shades of black with golden details and a pair of black gloves. People were scared of him called him a prince of death, but you rather found him stunningly beautiful , straight out of a storytale. A glimpse was enough to laser him in your mind for eternity...
This is my first time, I do hope you enjoy it !!
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Only sensitive people listen to this kind of music, oh my God the most beautiful thing I hear is really 😭🖤.
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1:46 I really love this part when the musical notes are getting stronger. ❤
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I have the pleasure of having Chromesthesia. (I see color when I hear music). The insanely beautiful colors I see with each piece is just amazing. Thank you for sharing this ❤️
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I’m the moon, silently watching from afar while your radiance shines on my friend.
I’m a forgotten book on a shelf, collecting dust as you eagerly read my friend’s every page
I’m, a wilted flower in a field of daisies, withering away while you admire the beauty of my friend’s petals.
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If your heart is hurting right now, I hope you come to believe in and experience tender epic love, the kind that seems so tenuous, but like in the movies transcends space and time. The kind where everything else falls quiet when they're near.
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He smiled at me. The most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen in my life. I remember perfectly the sensations grafted in me, they are indelible marks engraved in my soul that, sometimes, seem to move, to go in ferment: I don’t know how to express it in words, but they seem to tighten their grip on my body, as if they possessed it. When memory projects that smile into my mind, the blood seems to warm and cool at the same time, the throat tightening and opening, the stomach full and empty, the time slower and faster, my body completely drained and invigorated. And if only the memory, the thought of that causes me this, what would happen to me if I saw him again? Can I keep this motion in my soul? I could hide it behind my usual impassive expression, despite the fact that it seems to want to come out with all its strength from my body, despite the fact that it seems to scream that I am hopelessly attracted by that damn smile?
Ps: I'm sorry if there are grammal mistakes, i'm italian lol<3
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In a way, she had always been immortal, even before he had made the decision that had taken her from him. There had been a certainty to her steps, always, as though she knew she would one day walk among the stars and that the earth and dirt under her feet were so much easier to tread. There had been a glow to the way she laughed, always, fleeting photographs and videos, only captured by his hands, when he cupped her cheeks and kissed her smile. There had been strength in the way she danced, always, feet hitting the earth like a drum, playing the rythm of life.
She had not bothered with death. She had known it, had grown up with the thought of it as every human did, aware that one day, her flesh would rot, her heart would stop, her drumming feet would crawl and hurt. It had not troubled her. But him? Immortal as the sun he had never known death as his own and the simple magic of life exceeded even his elaborate crafts and spells. His blood had been the ink of infinity, for longer than he could remember but she had been the first to write with it. The only one. And spells and crafts were useful like that: she would never stop, her story would not be held between the covers of a book, like she herself could never be held.
And with a kiss, the poison of life on his lips, he sealed her love inside her chest, so her breath would sweetly blow over his cheeks every day of eternity.
She drew away from him and ran when she felt his gift, hiding where she thought infinity would not find her. But time is not to be hidden from. She could feel the centuries building on her soul, a soul of stone and lungs of clay now, that the breath that passed through them was worthless. There were the phantom aches burning in her ribcage, like a cut-off limb hurting silently still.
She had not danced in a hundred years, when he found her. And he realized, what he had tought he had gifted, he had taken: for she had loved life for the end of it and he had never seen the beauty that could only be in a passing moment.
(english isnt my first language and this felt a little complicated, so sorry for mistakes. also pls dont copy anything bc im kinda proud of this.)
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"I stared at him, the air in my lungs seeming to deplete with one glance. I Knew I could never have him. Only loving from afar. I was destined to another and he, the same. But, with one look at him my whole world has shifted. With one look he, is the sun and the moon. With one look he, is the day and the night. With one look he, is the air I breathe. With one look he has unfathomably and impossibly, in every way, stolen my heart." From my current novel I'm writing! Hope you enjoy!
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I've fallen in love with a ghost
A love that seems to be a lost post
Their spirit haunts my every thought
Butterflies flutter, my heart is caught
I see them in my dreams at night
Whispers in my ear, a ghostly delight
Their touch lingers on my skin
A love so pure, it feels like a sin
They are a memory, a shadow in my mind
Yet, in my heart, they are one of a kind
I long for their embrace, their gentle touch
But alas, they are nothing but a ghostly crutch
They are a ghost of a love that once was
Leaving me in a state of emotional pause
I yearn for their presence, their warmth and glow
But all I have is a love that couldn't grow
I've fallen in love with a ghost
A love that I can only host
Though they may never truly be mine
In my heart, their love will always shine
So I'll hold onto this love, this ethereal bond
Even though it may never respond
For in their ghostly form they'll forever be
My love, my ghost, eternally.❤❤💔🥺😞 1:35
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That beautiful Cinderella scene!!! 😍
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I miss him so much… Damn, it feels so much empty now…
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Reading Dance of Thieves and listening to this. Its so perfect
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You can close your eyes and feel the music,the ebb and flow of the notes...so beautiful ❤️
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This playlist literally everything
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I love the Reminiscence from Johannes! I’ve been listening to this song since middle school (7-8 years ago)😭
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Very relaxing. At the beginning of this video, I had to take a break from homework to just read. I can't listen to this music and not want to be taken away someplace magical where love is on the horizon and the plot is existent.
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Edith was making dinner when he came home. She turned, hazel eyes alight with surprise, but her brow quickly furrowed into concern.
Damien wasn't known for showing how he felt. The man was always known to be patient, understanding, kindly articulate: everything a man needed in addition to his strength. But, today, Edith found a crack in her husband's armor.
His chestnut hair stuck to his forehead in sweaty curls, his tie removed hours earlier to let him breathe, and his eyes threatened fever. Still, he turned to his wife as the door closed behind him and offered a kind, encouraging smile. Then, he stepped forward and embraced her quietly.
Edith hugged him as well. This was a welcome change, but it concerned her even more. On good days, he had a lovely name for her: "Beloved wife," "Cherished dear," "Love of my life," or "Angel of mine," when he was up to something. On bad days, the names were simpler but still lovely: "Beautiful," "Dearest," "Love," "Treasure," or "Saint," when he believed he was in the wrong. This time was different. His helmet was removed.
"Damien?" she asked softly.
He took a deep, shaky breath, and gently ran his fingers through her strawberry hair. A moment later, he kissed her on the neck. "I'm so sorry," he whispered.
A hot tear escaped his eyes and faintly touched her neck. Edith cooed gently and ran a hand to his head and into his hair as the two of them swayed back and forth.
"What happened, Beloved?"
Damien paused, then pulled back enough that he could see his wife and still be in her arms. "You remember Candace," he said gently.
Edith nodded, then her brow furrowed in realization. "Oh no..." She could see the damage done to his chest plate.
"She tried to lace my drink today," Damien explained, and his voice began to falter; but not of sadness more than anger. His grip tightened around his wife's shoulders as if she would disappear. "She tried to take me away from you."
Edith wrapped her arms around her husband again, and they resumed their slow dance around the kitchen. There wasn't a part of her that didn't want to punish the woman that went after her family, who tried to use her husband. But vengeance would take them nowhere.
"Did you speak with Alice?"
"I did." he took another shaky breath. "Not sure what good it will do, but I spoke with her."
"Then that's all we can do for now." Edith embraced him again as they danced, mending the damage to his armor. "If nothing comes of it, we'll find a way to manage."
Damien laughed softly and kissed his wife. "What did I do to deserve you?" he asked lovingly.
Edith chuckled gently. "You loved me for me."
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I literally just had a full on mental breakdown and existential crisis for the entirety of this playlist. I mean crying and everything. I don't know what it triggered in me but it definitely did something
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@adoricials
1 year ago
Ella and Kit are simply adorable ❤
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