Mr. Loamsdown had just finished unloading the delivery cart of brewer’s supplies. Barrels full of ingredients moved out from the road, down the narrow cellar stairs and into the stockpile. It was a taxing job that took a good portion of the afternoon, and although quite strong for his age, the Innkeeper had to take a rest in the midst of his duties. Whilst relaxing, Loamsdown pondered the letter Jamwine had sent him. Though secretly elated to hear of his friend’s safety, he could not help but to dwell on the dreadful tone in the message. What possible doom would follow Jamwine Hamfiddle back to the Shire?
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I met Fogweaver through Vedurnan and, later, Magelight. This more energetic take on their music is wonderful and exciting, a compelling twist bearing their unique signature. emanuele127
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If nostalgia for an age where creatures of myth walked together with the children of men had a soundtrack, this album would be it. Also, a touching reminder that we can forego wealth and power for wilderness and freedom, if we so choose. emanuele127
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One of my favorite dungeon synth albums, and I had only heard it a few days ago for the first time.
Perfect for drifting off to sleep, but also for driving under the canopy of trees. It is very soft, and pleasant, yet vast at times. The ambient forest sounds are extremely soothing. A wonderful work of art that feels as refreshing as diving into the deeps of a natural, cold spring in the eves of summer. Bjorn