Shadowlands
Simple, evolving, quiet, nervous and questioning, steady drums soaked in atmospheres that tell a story.
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Moon Miner
A slow pulse with crackling sound design, the machine grinds in low gravity.
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Surface Rover
Slow, creeping and determined with a strange reversed pulse, a crawl over alien landscape.
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Anesthesia
Everything has slowed, a grinding beat wrapped in cotton wool and darkness
03:22:19
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Void
My universe disappears into an empty corridor. I wait for night and sleep, which will not come.
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