Download from Bandcamp

They say that in those long-harbingered days of distant decline, when the edges of the map creep back in around us and all is wreathed in that deepest of fog... when every hovel of man and scar upon the land has been subsumed back into the mossy ground, and when the sun's mist-strewn rays are estranged to the realm of dirt and pine needles, held at bay by the bold branches of those great trees that have taken root around our fickle human knowing... that when all sojourns are complete, all wrongdoings put to rest, and when the sleeplike silence of forgetfulness, oblivion drowns out the chatter of life... that there, in the Deepwood, the great ringing of unfathomable trumpets will again be known, and the Questing Soul will awaken anew.

Memories and melodies gathered from a lifelong sojourn on the path of the Questing Soul.

1. Instagram
2. YouTube
3. open.spotify.com