We have a constant battle for the perfection of wisdom, to understand the world, to understand ourselves, however, it is always difficult, after all. We are human.
Standing amid a vivid sea of red wildflowers under a vast, blue sky, the wandering knight paused, absorbing the day's vibrant energies. Each step had revealed not grand truths but humble insights: bravery in persistence, honor in integrity, and life as a continual quest for meaning. Surrounded by the gentle sway of wildflowers and the expansive horizon, he found peace in the realization that he was part of a greater tapestry, woven through time, each thread a moment's passage, every weave a touch of a soul.
Vivid memories of the Steppe. Many of us are reminded of a home we’ve never seen. But through the a vast network of interconnected blood memories we can harken back to our ancestral lands. I too feel the memory of this place I’ve never been to.
Once upon a time in a kingdom shrouded in mystery and ancient magic, there lived a noble knight named Sir Alistair. His valor in battle was unmatched, his loyalty to the crown unwavering, and his heart belonged to a beautiful maiden named Elara. Elara, with her raven-black hair and eyes that sparkled like stars, was the light of Alistair's life. Their love was pure and deep, but fate had other plans. During a fierce battle against a dark sorcerer, Alistair was cursed with immortality and invisibility. The sorcerer's dying words echoed in his ears: "You shall live forever, unseen by the world, your greatest torment watching the love of your life with another." And so, Alistair vanished from sight, condemned to wander the earth as a spectral presence, forever longing for the touch of those he loved. Years passed, and Alistair watched helplessly as Elara moved on with her life. She married a kind-hearted blacksmith named Cedric, and together they built a life filled with joy and laughter. Alistair's heart ached with every stolen glance, every tender moment he witnessed from the shadows. He could not speak to her, nor could he touch her; he was but a ghost in her world. One day, unable to bear the weight of his sorrow, Alistair found a stone bench across the road from Elara's home. There, he sat and watched her life unfold like a time-lapse before his eyes. Seasons changed, children were born, and the laughter of a growing family filled the air. Alistair remained a silent sentinel, his love for Elara unwavering, even as the years turned into decades. As time passed, Elara grew old. Her children left to forge their own paths, and Cedric, her beloved husband, passed away. The house that once brimmed with life now stood quiet, a testament to the passage of time. Elara, now a frail old woman, spent her days in quiet reflection, her thoughts often drifting to the memory of a love lost. One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and cast a golden glow over the land, Elara felt an inexplicable pull. She hobbled to the window and looked out, her eyes falling upon the stone bench across the road. To her astonishment, she saw a figure sitting there-a figure she hadn't seen in many years. Tears welled up in her eyes as recognition dawned upon her. "Alistair," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. At that moment, the curse lifted just enough for Elara to see the knight who had watched over her for so long. Alistair rose from the bench, his eyes filled with the love and longing of centuries. He walked towards her, every step heavy with the weight of unspoken words. Elara reached out a trembling hand, and to her amazement, she felt the warmth of his touch. Tears streamed down her wrinkled cheeks as she gazed into his eyes. "All these years," she murmured, "you were here." "Always," Alistair replied, his voice thick with emotion. "I never stopped loving you, Elara." In that brief moment, all the pain and sorrow melted away. Elara, now at peace, closed her eyes and took her final breath, a gentle smile playing on her lips. Alistair held her hand until it grew cold, his heart breaking one last time. With Elara's passing, Alistair felt the curse begin to lift. The world started to blur around him, and he knew his time was coming to an end. As he faded into the ether, he whispered a vow to find Elara in the next life, where no curse could keep them apart. And so, the lonely wandering knight found his peace, reunited with his love in a realm beyond the mortal coil. Their souls, bound by an unbreakable bond, journeyed together into eternity, where they would never be separated again.
I don't know why, but this comment brings me so much comfort. It's beautifully written, and it brings me peace. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for writing this.
just passing on that your writing made me shed some tears all the riches in the world will never buy me this I hope I meet her, in the next life peace to you
even if we must cross all the rivers, tread all the roads, traverse all the mountains and search through all the forests. Our journey to home shall never end
POV: Battle worn, you just finished your final crusade. You now walk out to the fields.. you lower your weapon to your side and you remember why you made it this far. Why you finished the mission. You soak in the warmth of the sun, you feel the breeze against the metal work of your plated armor. Your sword feels.. lighter in your hand. Your legs remain firmly planted, yet your gaze.. begins in the distant fields as you look up and absorb the tranquility of the clouds.. simply passing by. I know you're all fighting battles, many have finished but the war rages on. Please stay positive, get some vitamin D this summer, do something different, remain present and enjoy the moment. I've lost some battles, but I will keep fighting for you guys.
Perfect for relaxing, focusing, studying, thinking, dreaming, we all are knights fighting our own battle, thanks.
We have a constant battle for the perfection of wisdom, to understand the world, to understand ourselves, however, it is always difficult, after all. We are human.
Standing amid a vivid sea of red wildflowers under a vast, blue sky, the wandering knight paused, absorbing the day's vibrant energies. Each step had revealed not grand truths but humble insights: bravery in persistence, honor in integrity, and life as a continual quest for meaning. Surrounded by the gentle sway of wildflowers and the expansive horizon, he found peace in the realization that he was part of a greater tapestry, woven through time, each thread a moment's passage,
every weave a touch of a soul.
It is sad we can't all live for things such as this
Thank you
❤️
This is my favorite of these videos I have found there is something about the colors and those distant hills that remind me of home
Vivid memories of the Steppe. Many of us are reminded of a home we’ve never seen. But through the a vast network of interconnected blood memories we can harken back to our ancestral lands. I too feel the memory of this place I’ve never been to.
Once upon a time in a kingdom shrouded in mystery and ancient magic, there lived a noble knight named Sir Alistair. His valor in battle was unmatched, his loyalty to the crown unwavering, and his heart belonged to a beautiful maiden named Elara. Elara, with her raven-black hair and eyes that sparkled like stars, was the light of Alistair's life. Their love was pure and deep, but fate had other plans.
During a fierce battle against a dark sorcerer, Alistair was cursed with immortality and invisibility. The sorcerer's dying words echoed in his ears: "You shall live forever, unseen by the world, your greatest torment watching the love of your life with another." And so, Alistair vanished from sight, condemned to wander the earth as a spectral presence, forever longing for the touch of those he loved.
Years passed, and Alistair watched helplessly as Elara moved on with her life. She married a kind-hearted blacksmith named Cedric, and together they built a life filled with joy and laughter. Alistair's heart ached with every stolen glance, every tender moment he witnessed from the shadows. He could not speak to her, nor could he touch her; he was but a ghost in her world.
One day, unable to bear the weight of his sorrow, Alistair found a stone bench across the road from Elara's home. There, he sat and watched her life unfold like a time-lapse before his eyes. Seasons changed, children were born, and the laughter of a growing family filled the air. Alistair remained a silent sentinel, his love for Elara unwavering, even as the years turned into decades.
As time passed, Elara grew old. Her children left to forge their own paths, and Cedric, her beloved husband, passed away. The house that once brimmed with life now stood quiet, a testament to the passage of time. Elara, now a frail old woman, spent her days in quiet reflection, her thoughts often drifting to the memory of a love lost.
One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and cast a golden glow over the land, Elara felt an inexplicable pull. She hobbled to the window and looked out, her eyes falling upon the stone bench across the road. To her astonishment, she saw a figure sitting there-a figure she hadn't seen in many years. Tears welled up in her eyes as recognition dawned upon her.
"Alistair," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
At that moment, the curse lifted just enough for Elara to see the knight who had watched over her for so long. Alistair rose from the bench, his eyes filled with the love and longing of centuries. He walked towards her, every step heavy with the weight of unspoken words.
Elara reached out a trembling hand, and to her amazement, she felt the warmth of his touch. Tears streamed down her wrinkled cheeks as she gazed into his eyes.
"All these years," she murmured, "you were here."
"Always," Alistair replied, his voice thick with emotion. "I never stopped loving you, Elara."
In that brief moment, all the pain and sorrow melted away. Elara, now at peace, closed her eyes and took her final breath, a gentle smile playing on her lips. Alistair held her hand until it grew cold, his heart breaking one last time.
With Elara's passing, Alistair felt the curse begin to lift. The world started to blur around him, and he knew his time was coming to an end. As he faded into the ether, he whispered a vow to find Elara in the next life, where no curse could keep them apart.
And so, the lonely wandering knight found his peace, reunited with his love in a realm beyond the mortal coil. Their souls, bound by an unbreakable bond, journeyed together into eternity, where they would never be separated again.
I don't know why, but this comment brings me so much comfort. It's beautifully written, and it brings me peace. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for writing this.
just passing on that your writing made me shed some tears
all the riches in the world will never buy me this
I hope I meet her, in the next life
peace to you
What about Cedric though?
even if we must cross all the rivers, tread all the roads, traverse all the mountains and search through all the forests. Our journey to home shall never end
This sound combined with the art is so beautiful
Literally me rn. Just finished my last final exam and the Elden Ring dlc came out the day after. Having the time of my life
Thank you brother
This is majestic af
when the plug a lil late and u chillin
When drug dealing and crime in general destroys things like this-
disgusting.
love this
POV: Battle worn, you just finished your final crusade. You now walk out to the fields.. you lower your weapon to your side and you remember why you made it this far. Why you finished the mission. You soak in the warmth of the sun, you feel the breeze against the metal work of your plated armor. Your sword feels.. lighter in your hand. Your legs remain firmly planted, yet your gaze.. begins in the distant fields as you look up and absorb the tranquility of the clouds.. simply passing by.
I know you're all fighting battles, many have finished but the war rages on. Please stay positive, get some vitamin D this summer, do something different, remain present and enjoy the moment.
I've lost some battles, but I will keep fighting for you guys.
Thank you brother, hope you’re doing well wherever you are
Hope to hear this on spotify soon
Wonder if there's any similar wallpaper to this in wallpaper engine
I love your pictures so much, could you upload them please ser?
img.th-cam.com/users/vi5y8ndCeYZgE/maxresdefault.jpg
Thanks brother!, How can i get this stunning background image ?
Aetherial
What are the sources of these beautiful pieces of art? (Unless its ai)
i think its AI generated
He use midjourney bro!
some of it is AI, but hes had some that look so good that i dont know if they're ai or not
@@DarkyTDW They all are
where can I get these prints mate? your store url is broken :(
Jsut a quesion, why is this labeled as dark ambient when it doesn't sound very much like dark ambient
I think the tags are the same on all of these videos