Magic Fantasy Music - The Last of Her Kind ( Epic Emotional )

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Final Mastered version on my album "The Elixir of Life"

Song - The Last of Her Kind © All Rights Reserved
Composed and Produced by Peter Gundry
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Amazing image by - Marta Dahlig-Orłowska

#emotional music
#sad music
#magic music
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MUSIC USAGE : Use of this song or my music without a license / contract is strictly forbidden and breaching copyright laws will be handled accordingly with the law. Using music for beats, song releases, games, tv, film and all uses will be treated as a copyright breach. I am only writing this to save whomever uses my music in a wrongful capacity stress and financial loss. Its always a better practice to send me an email, talking about it and coming to an agreement like the rest of the industry who practice the right methods. Peter Gundry

Alchemist
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Love this. Those super high strings sound like crying. Beautiful.

sarahturner
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Am I the only one who listens to music more than songs?

Khanramshaali
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This song makes me feel like I've lived before. There's a sense of familiarity.




EDIT: To clarify, the music stirs up memories that don’t belong to this life, but they still feel like they’re mine.

EDIT: I didn’t expect anyone to agree with me, or even notice my comment! I can’t believe that so many people resonate with this, this is awesome, I love reading all of your comments :)

Alyssa-rbkv
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This music: exists
Comment section: you know I'm a poet myself

accurategamer
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“She was one if the few souls that made me wonder what's it to live.”

kelvinmarkomondi
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A child of the moon, she walks alone.
Betrayed by all who claimed to love her, she cries alone.
Seperated from her blood kin, she fights alone.
Entangled by the strings of fate, she falls alone.
Lost in tragedy, she dies alone.

kattr.
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To anyone who is reading this, you are amazing and strong! You deserve the best in this world♡ You are healing, and if no one else, then remember, i love you and i believe in you💗

gitikayewalkar
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the picture and the song's name are making this already beautiful song 10x better

mellowyellow
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It sounds like someone desperately searching for someone. And the end sounds like someone calling for that someone.

hannahsanchez
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Soul burned through ash,
heart poured in deep.
Nothing but anguish,
forced to a dead sleep.
And one day she rose,
ready to face strife.
No one stood with her,
from now to the end of her life.

alinakim
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You know whats cool about the picture you chose and this score together?One of the books Ive partially written features a main character, a small Elfin girl, storm tossed and battered by fate from her tiny valley home to the streets of a city of people who have never seen one of her kind before.Desperate, she turns to crime to survive...she will eventually become one of the most powerful women in the city, by day a glittering courtesan with the worlds royalty in her pocket and the power of a queen in her hand...and one of its most feared nightmares, a demon that stalks the streets by night seeking vengeance...absolution...and closure, alone and forever severed from the life she once knew...She, too, wears a small blue crystal around her neck, and hides her beautiful but scarred face under a low cowl.

Cryogenius
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This is the kind of music you would play when you're the last in everything.

aluramagik
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The Piano glows
The Sound is hewn into the ground
The music is found to move
and how they howl the hounds

She rides so fierce and bright
The face has seen a thousand nights
The smile of a hundred years
Sees the faithful into their tears

Her steed is flaming
Her head is still
Her eyes are blaming
I feel a chill

As she hears the sound
Across this empty night
She turns around
Wanting to end this blight

As the sound moves
She will find
As she hears hooves
She fled as she is the last of her kind

WillowForrest
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I once feared the dark. The lack of sight was terrifying to me. A good friend once told me that I should love it and to cherish it because one day, we might find the darkness to be our only friend. 

I dismissed her reasoning, thinking it to be folly. The times when all light was gone were cold, and I never knew what was around me because I was blind. I was blind to the beauty around me, the beauty of feeling, hearing, and breathing in my surroundings. 

This, I now see, is foolish. The darkness can be warm and comforting. What I didn’t know before, was that I can see in the black. The sight of imagination, of seeing in my mind’s eye things I did and didn’t want to see. Beautiful demons dance around me, urging me to explore this new world

Now, I see clearly my friend’s reasoning. My family is gone, my world taken over by what one might call evil. A force that I cannot see; Shadows cover what once was a bright world. All light has dispersed, but I care not. The gloom is soft, warm, and comforting. I live to serve it, to continue surviving underneath its warm blanketing depths. Farewell, my friends, the day groweth lighter and I shall soon fade.

Bitter_Beauty_Music
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She gazed upon the moon.

Standing amidst the cold land that once full of warmth and safety. Her eyes shone silence tears that stream down her delicate face.

"We won, but at what cost?"

The wind picked up as she felt a slight breeze hit her skin, as a silent voice whispered in her ear.

"Everything."

lucianmay
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I am writting a fantasy book, and this kind of music helps my inspiration :)

victoriaabraham
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If only this could come in a music box!!!

lola
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Hey guys, here is a new Magic Fantasy piece called " The Last of Her Kind ", i hope you enjoy it. Please Subscribe, Like and Share if you do and have a great week =) The final version of this will be available on iTunes hopefully by the weekend 

Alchemist
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The sky is as gray as her thriving thoughts, sitting out there with her mind spinning.

“What would happen to me if I had said yes, if I had accepted or refused?” -She asked the wind.
“Do fate choose us or do we choose him?”

The wind roars and with it, the dry leaves fall and accompany her.
She stands and dances with them, one step, two steps, and within the third disappears.
Her breath remains for a few seconds, before realizing that the answer was that she never existed.

elleainea