There are quite a few organic textures here that create an immersive experience, especially when listening on headphones. You'll also probably notice a lot of weird and creepy sound effects as well. I'd love to see you on my Patreon page where you can download all the music and images, thus supporting me. patreon.com/EternalDystopia
I am amazed by your musical renditions of darkness and moody atmosphere. I'm grateful for these. They help very strongly form a sense of dread for my writing
It's amazing that with one image and the right music to go with it, you can imagine a whole àšš novel or movie script in your mind related to the ambience it creates.
The stern face of the weather-worn statue of Lenin glared down at him as he approached, the heavy rain masking his careful footsteps. His Geiger counter was nearly silent, only the occasional click sounding off from its speaker, and he slipped it into a vest pouch as he walked beneath the building's vine-covered white concrete overhang, approaching the entrance, listening intently- no voices, no growls or snarls, no footfalls. The rumors, quietly spoken aboard the _Skadovsk,_ had proven true. Some long-forgotten administration building had been discovered by an explorer, one who had bolted at the sight, later claiming that the building felt "cursed" and that the red light shining above its doors was the ghastly eye of some monster as yet unknown to the Zone. Superstitious nonsense to one who understood the Zone's ways. The roar of the rain became a dull thrum as he entered the building, his flashlight playing across dust-covered floors and furniture, the interior remarkably intact. Good- it meant that mutants hadn't made it a nest, and other Stalkers had probably yet to thoroughly explore the place. Still, something itched at the back of his mind as he crept about, checking desks and cabinets, until he came upon what looked like an administrator's office. Paydirt! An object he'd never seen the likes of before hovered an arm's length above the stately oak desk, glowing softly, resembling two entwined rings of silver the width of his hand. Quickly he withdrew a lead-lined container from his backpack, closing it around the artifact, then returned the container to the bag. It was when he turned to leave the office that he realized- at some point the sounds of the storm had gone silent, much more quickly than should have been possible. The worry worming into his mind crystallized- why would a building have laid open for so long with none of the Zone's wildlife settling inside? Fear gripped his heart as he bolted back the way he came, boots clomping against the faded rug, only to skid to a stop as he came to the entrance. Only white concrete met his gaze. The entrance had vanished.
This is really good! Are you a writer? If not, you should think about it - there is definintely some talent there. Allow me to ask for a second part please - I am dying how the story continues.
1) массивные строения (явно из далёкого будущего). 2) вся картинка выполнена в целом в тёмных тонах. 3) спокойный, но при этом чуть нагнетающий эмбиент. 4) полное одиночество, но при этом ощущение того что кто-то или что-то за тобой следит. 5) яркий на общем фоне источник света. 6)отдалённое, с виду заброшенное здание, но при этом явно функционирующее, хоть вокруг ни души.
A meteorite crashed here 2 years ago. They quarantined the area and built this facility. They said it was for scientific study. There's rumors the wildlife here is abnormally large.
This is a magical music! And you have the chance to listen that kind of music! Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful! Well,it’s one of the most beautiful music I have ever heard! Thank you! Thank you a lot for giving me the opportunity to listen such a wonderful music! I think that in the future this music will become more and more beautiful and attractive! I hope you will know how to improve this kind of music! And I will be honored and happy to listen the music you will performe! I can say that I love this kind of music!❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
I adore this type of music, these sounds, these dystopian and post-apocalyptic textures and concepts, these images and environments. They are very suggestive and inspiring.
This reminds me so much of a place I go in my dreams sometimes. I keep coming back to this specific one…. The image, the atmosphere, it’s so eerily familiar.
Ugh I hate having to go on patrol in the Exclusion Zones never know what kind of nasty things that roam within Skulkers aren't much of a problem they usually run at the sight of humans but the Rippers their extremely vicious I'm glad there's a couple of Burners in the team still I'd rather be be back at the Shelter on Waste Disposal Matinance duty than this
Many bunkers had been left vacant since The Incident. No one had counted the weeks or years, but all remaining supplies were gone. All resources were stripped and the place was barren save for the backup power supply. Rumors suggest that these bunkers were here before the Incident too, but not long before. No evidence remained of what was done here. Only the rumors. It was best not to stick around these places. If they weren't infested with dangerous creatures, they were booby trapped to ensure you'd alert one before you left.
It looks like a good place to explore but you get a very bad feeling about it as you feel like someone or something is watching you from inside so you go on your way and don't look back but have your guns ready in case you have to use it on whoever or whatever is in there have a walk past this place and don't stop until you are twenty miles away from this whatever it is good night all. 🏘️🏘️🏘️🏘️🏘️🏘️
Too far into the woods and too far away from any trace of civilization, no one was expected nor supposed to venture around here. The poor souls who got lost enough to see the red light at the entrance should have trusted their instincts and turned around, but their desperation betrayed them for the last time. Except for a select few of those souls, who possessed some inscrutable characteristic and were let in without question. What they were shown and told inside made them wish they were just shot to death instead. However, their still long lives were no longer destined to see the forest outside ever again. Too bad!
Darkness is a weapon. Plants fear where certainty has been. Raises walls far harder to pass. Poises challenge not all dare to undertake. Imposes vision a few see through. We may need light to see, but we need darkness to feel. Darkness -- a window to our soul.
“The outpost was abandoned. Something was discovered there. Contact with its research team was lost as was with the search crews that went looking for them. There are no obstructions on the road ahead, but you would do well to turn back the way you came.”
I'm narrating horror stories and would love to use your ambient music as background music! Would you allow me to do this? I of course would give full credits!
"One of the only safe zones away from the mass hordes of the "changed", previously just an old and abandoned warehouse, turned into a fortified safe-house. Its best not to stay for too long, who knows what could happen once night falls."
darkness falls unto us all. most scurry away, pursuing the dwindling light. however, there’s few who choose not to run in fear, but accept that darkness. those few gain an understanding of the armor it gives, the resilience it instills & the ferociousness it breeds. don’t dance within it, to do so would be to celebrate it as it is.. just. darkness. allow nature to take its course w/ a dim of light within reach. these elements will go to war. destruction will come. the carnage is inevitable, all in pursuit of domination.. but, eventually even these elements understand that one cannot exist w/o the other. the light is giving; it allows understanding, compassion, empathy & love.. but to possess only these traits leaves the barer of such qualities w/ no protection. no strategies or tactics for self-preservation. perfect recipe to be left w/ nothing, drained by a world that works vigorously to ensure you will die w/ nothing. so, accept the darkness. not for what it solely is, but for what it contributes when perfect balance is achieved. like ying & yang. such an accomplishment can only be reached by walking a path of no return. for once you accept darkness w/o the light, there is no hope. there is no faith. no lifeline to pull you back when you’ve strayed too far. there is only nothing. accept the strengths & weaknesses of both elements & most importantly: do. not. attach the imperfections of humanity to either.. or you shall be forever lost. tread carefully & cautiously to find your perfect balance of love & ferocity. safe journey, fellow vibers.
У каждого русского есть одно общее воспоминание о том, как он или она рано утром, зимой собирается в школу. Иза того что зимой день короче на улице все ещё темно. Данное видео полностью передаёт данное воспоминание.
@@АндрейХромов-ж9ш me neither. It’s better be ignorant than being aware of the possible dangers in that facility. Only we can trust in ourselves in this wasteland.
There are quite a few organic textures here that create an immersive experience, especially when listening on headphones. You'll also probably notice a lot of weird and creepy sound effects as well.
I'd love to see you on my Patreon page where you can download all the music and images, thus supporting me.
patreon.com/EternalDystopia
I am amazed by your musical renditions of darkness and moody atmosphere. I'm grateful for these. They help very strongly form a sense of dread for my writing
It's amazing that with one image and the right music to go with it, you can imagine a whole àšš novel or movie script in your mind related to the ambience it creates.
True
Very true
You don‘t know how grateful I am for these.
I don't know why but I love this kind of climate
You're not alone. Btw I'm looking for a place like this to visit.
Early hours of the morning @@samuelfoster8615
Humid continental climate /Köppen classification
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humid_continental_climate
The stern face of the weather-worn statue of Lenin glared down at him as he approached, the heavy rain masking his careful footsteps. His Geiger counter was nearly silent, only the occasional click sounding off from its speaker, and he slipped it into a vest pouch as he walked beneath the building's vine-covered white concrete overhang, approaching the entrance, listening intently- no voices, no growls or snarls, no footfalls.
The rumors, quietly spoken aboard the _Skadovsk,_ had proven true. Some long-forgotten administration building had been discovered by an explorer, one who had bolted at the sight, later claiming that the building felt "cursed" and that the red light shining above its doors was the ghastly eye of some monster as yet unknown to the Zone. Superstitious nonsense to one who understood the Zone's ways.
The roar of the rain became a dull thrum as he entered the building, his flashlight playing across dust-covered floors and furniture, the interior remarkably intact. Good- it meant that mutants hadn't made it a nest, and other Stalkers had probably yet to thoroughly explore the place. Still, something itched at the back of his mind as he crept about, checking desks and cabinets, until he came upon what looked like an administrator's office. Paydirt! An object he'd never seen the likes of before hovered an arm's length above the stately oak desk, glowing softly, resembling two entwined rings of silver the width of his hand. Quickly he withdrew a lead-lined container from his backpack, closing it around the artifact, then returned the container to the bag.
It was when he turned to leave the office that he realized- at some point the sounds of the storm had gone silent, much more quickly than should have been possible. The worry worming into his mind crystallized- why would a building have laid open for so long with none of the Zone's wildlife settling inside? Fear gripped his heart as he bolted back the way he came, boots clomping against the faded rug, only to skid to a stop as he came to the entrance.
Only white concrete met his gaze. The entrance had vanished.
This is really good! Are you a writer? If not, you should think about it - there is definintely some talent there.
Allow me to ask for a second part please - I am dying how the story continues.
Да, давайте вторую часть
I NEED MORE PLEASE!!
1) массивные строения (явно из далёкого будущего).
2) вся картинка выполнена в целом в тёмных тонах.
3) спокойный, но при этом чуть нагнетающий эмбиент.
4) полное одиночество, но при этом ощущение того что кто-то или что-то за тобой следит.
5) яркий на общем фоне источник света.
6)отдалённое, с виду заброшенное здание, но при этом явно функционирующее, хоть вокруг ни души.
A meteorite crashed here 2 years ago. They quarantined the area and built this facility. They said it was for scientific study. There's rumors the wildlife here is abnormally large.
Short but good!
This is a magical music! And you have the chance to listen that kind of music! Wonderful! Absolutely wonderful! Well,it’s one of the most beautiful music I have ever heard! Thank you! Thank you a lot for giving me the opportunity to listen such a wonderful music! I think that in the future this music will become more and more beautiful and attractive! I hope you will know how to improve this kind of music! And I will be honored and happy to listen the music you will performe! I can say that I love this kind of music!❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Beats my favourite, secret facility, having the architecture and the trees off to the side with another great composition. Goodnight.
I'm a novelist, and this music helps. Thanks.
I adore this type of music, these sounds, these dystopian and post-apocalyptic textures and concepts, these images and environments. They are very suggestive and inspiring.
От души, треки топовые, я сразу скачиваю и на повторе слушаю неделю или больше, пока не выходит новый 🔥
Your sounds are truly a gift! Thank you🙏
This reminds me so much of a place I go in my dreams sometimes. I keep coming back to this specific one…. The image, the atmosphere, it’s so eerily familiar.
This resonates with me unlike most of the stuff here on TH-cam. Very well done!!
Ugh I hate having to go on patrol in the Exclusion Zones never know what kind of nasty things that roam within Skulkers aren't much of a problem they usually run at the sight of humans but the Rippers their extremely vicious I'm glad there's a couple of Burners in the team still I'd rather be be back at the Shelter on Waste Disposal Matinance duty than this
This is incredible. For music without vocals, it sure does tell a story.
One of the best yet, this heals my soul.
Un lugar deprimente.
Great, now we need a 10 hour version so I can sleep better
Just loop the video
Many bunkers had been left vacant since The Incident. No one had counted the weeks or years, but all remaining supplies were gone. All resources were stripped and the place was barren save for the backup power supply. Rumors suggest that these bunkers were here before the Incident too, but not long before. No evidence remained of what was done here. Only the rumors. It was best not to stick around these places. If they weren't infested with dangerous creatures, they were booby trapped to ensure you'd alert one before you left.
It looks like a good place to explore but
you get a very bad feeling about it as you feel like someone or something is
watching you from inside so you go on
your way and don't look back but have your guns ready in case you have to use it on whoever or whatever is in there
have a walk past this place and don't stop until you are twenty miles away from this whatever it is good night all.
🏘️🏘️🏘️🏘️🏘️🏘️
Darkwood memories...
Too far into the woods and too far away from any trace of civilization, no one was expected nor supposed to venture around here. The poor souls who got lost enough to see the red light at the entrance should have trusted their instincts and turned around, but their desperation betrayed them for the last time. Except for a select few of those souls, who possessed some inscrutable characteristic and were let in without question.
What they were shown and told inside made them wish they were just shot to death instead. However, their still long lives were no longer destined to see the forest outside ever again. Too bad!
This is good but dark, very dark....
Too dark for me.
Darkness is a weapon. Plants fear where certainty has been. Raises walls far harder to pass. Poises challenge not all dare to undertake. Imposes vision a few see through.
We may need light to see, but we need darkness to feel. Darkness -- a window to our soul.
You are a quite an artist!!!
“The outpost was abandoned. Something was discovered there. Contact with its research team was lost as was with the search crews that went looking for them. There are no obstructions on the road ahead, but you would do well to turn back the way you came.”
Beautiful ❤
Reminds me of Hawkins Lab😳
Do you create your images? If so, have you considered selling a book of them? I would definitely buy it and I’ll bet a lot of others would as well
Wonderful as usual 🖤🙏🖤
Great tune! 🎶🎵🎶🎵🎵
Great! Thank you!
very authentic, thanks
Where are you getting this awesome pictures of brutalist structures in fog? They are so cool!
I'm narrating horror stories and would love to use your ambient music as background music! Would you allow me to do this? I of course would give full credits!
How you render that? Its unreal engine 5 or blender?
"One of the only safe zones away from the mass hordes of the "changed", previously just an old and abandoned warehouse, turned into a fortified safe-house.
Its best not to stay for too long, who knows what could happen once night falls."
😮😮😮😮😮 чувство странное , апокалипсис что-ли
I guess, this is not the kind of rain you dare to collect and drink if you're thirsty...
Can you build this in vr? If so, that would finally be the right incentive to purchase a vr headset if I can explore these settings in vr.
darkness falls unto us all. most scurry away, pursuing the dwindling light. however, there’s few who choose not to run in fear, but accept that darkness. those few gain an understanding of the armor it gives, the resilience it instills & the ferociousness it breeds. don’t dance within it, to do so would be to celebrate it as it is.. just. darkness. allow nature to take its course w/ a dim of light within reach. these elements will go to war. destruction will come. the carnage is inevitable, all in pursuit of domination.. but, eventually even these elements understand that one cannot exist w/o the other. the light is giving; it allows understanding, compassion, empathy & love.. but to possess only these traits leaves the barer of such qualities w/ no protection. no strategies or tactics for self-preservation. perfect recipe to be left w/ nothing, drained by a world that works vigorously to ensure you will die w/ nothing. so, accept the darkness. not for what it solely is, but for what it contributes when perfect balance is achieved. like ying & yang. such an accomplishment can only be reached by walking a path of no return. for once you accept darkness w/o the light, there is no hope. there is no faith. no lifeline to pull you back when you’ve strayed too far. there is only nothing. accept the strengths & weaknesses of both elements & most importantly: do. not. attach the imperfections of humanity to either.. or you shall be forever lost. tread carefully & cautiously to find your perfect balance of love & ferocity. safe journey, fellow vibers.
how do you make these images, what software ?
Amin9 (maj7)!
are you there?
where do you get your designs from
AI
Teen Titan 9595
A robot factory sorry they only hire robots and clones of human beings the first shipment goes out at 10 e s t 😅😊
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Tired of walking around. When will they let you in?
Is this russia?😂
У каждого русского есть одно общее воспоминание о том, как он или она рано утром, зимой собирается в школу. Иза того что зимой день короче на улице все ещё темно. Данное видео полностью передаёт данное воспоминание.
lame, just give me props.
Tired of walking around. When will they let you in?
Мы не знаем, что там внутри...
@@---Nikita--es mejor no saber qué hay dentro. Mejor sigamos nuestro camino.
Perché tutti parliamo lingue diverse? Cosa dicono?
@@MrAlberto85 "Non sappiamo cosa c'è dentro..."
@@АндрейХромов-ж9ш me neither. It’s better be ignorant than being aware of the possible dangers in that facility. Only we can trust in ourselves in this wasteland.