1 hour of Ambient Fantasy Music | Enchanted Lands - Volume 2

I listened to this when I read the Lord of the Rings for the first time. It was an ethereal experience.

Two weeks straight of writing, needing ambience to both mask noise that I can't control and to keep my imagination focused and undistracted. I just don't get tired of this. It is not grating or boomy in any way, it's not distracting sonically. It's composed to sort of keep in time with thought, at least it seems that way. It i also not too static or "doomy"", it has just the right blend of consonance and dissonance, musicality and non-musicality. Thanks a million.

One of the best, if not the best, ambient mix I have listened to. I have listened to this mix for 2 years now and still revisit often.

I know this is 4 years late but this is the highest quality ambience I've ever heard, and as a person who loves fantasy over anything else, this really hit the spot

Nothing better to write stories to. Thanks for the upload, let's the imagination run wild.

Well its been nearly 5 years, but I've finally found something which is similar to the Skyrim Atmospheres tracks. Thank you so much for making and uploading this, this is awesome.

This soundtrack have been helping me out in the most disturbing times of my life, since I've first listened to it I'm simply thankful to the effort you've put on this and make you know how it's important to me My sincerest thank you

I have a peculiar association. I once went on a solitary hike up into the mountains, here in the sub-arctic regions, going up from below in the green and warm, sunlit valley at 700 meters above sea level up to 1300 meters, where there were no trees, just bare rock, mosses, alpine flora and the cool autumn night descending on me in my little tent, with no possibility to connect to civilization. The bare cold rock of the mountains surrounded me, and as the sun went down behind the mountains I tried to enjoy the last few rays of warmth that barely reached me through the rapidly cooling air. I felt alone and a bit uneasy, even though I was well prepared and had my little tent up in time. I should have prioritized more on food and warmth, even though I was fine. I could have stayed longer if I had more food. But I never felt such a strange feeling of being alive and at the same time feeling detached from the world around me, as - even though subconsciously I was looking for answers to the questions of existence/creation - Nature kept silent. I still am trying to find words for what I was feeling that night. It was sobering (being detached from everything I usually take as a given: comfort, food, heating, instant communication etc.) and weird and frightening and awesome all at the same time. I did not see one single animal, although at night I heard something small (a fox?) quietly rummaging outside my tent. Possibly the best word to describe it was sublime (without any of the mushy warm feelings of the popular/colloquial use of the word, to be sure). It was one of the greatest (deepest, subtly intense) experiences of my life.

First time doing shrooms today. 27 years old. Took em on a hike through the Tahoe Meadows on the nevada/california border mountain ridge. Now im in my room, almost an hour into this. In bliss. Cheers everyone

Didn't realise the clouds were moving :O

For the past four years, on new years I play this super loud on my speaker in the bathroom where my scared dog hides from firework noises. It never fails to drown out the firework noise and calm her down. She sleeps right through it :)

This music does to me something that I cannot put into words...

I can't stress you enough how hard it is to find ambiance music.

with this music and this ambience, i imagine myself walking in those mountain paths, no noise, no stupid people, just silence and the sounds of nature.

The mountain realm speaks the language of music, as the clouds orbit and listen. The dialect originates from the undefined threshold of a deathless horizon.

It’s been four years since I’ve first arrived in Hawkinsville, GA. I’ve since gotten myself a house in its neighborhood, the Victorian one I’ve always liked, that is. I’ve owned the majority of what little industry was available in the city, and I’ve built up a formidable army of Native Americans much like me myself. Now, living in a sort of fantasy I’ve always dreamed of, away from all the negativity in the world today, I’ve only grown closer to God, and my relationship with Him was what prompted me to know that I never had to be stuck at where I was then, nor trapped with what other people thought. Many adventures have also been taken since then. I’ve fought off gangs of criminals with my blades and guns, taken on beasts in the old abandoned Chandler Mine, and even ventured out into the Hawkinsville badlands on numerous occasions to tame what could be said to be the Wild West. Many times I have played this musical ambience as a sign to move forward in life, to take on challenges I never thought I could do before, especially not as a child. What inspired all of this? Stardew Valley and Survivalcraft, that is! It’s still a decision I’m very proud of to this day, as I knew I still have much life to go before I went to the grave. I’ve even revived the old Dirty Dozen Hunting Club cabin and refurbished it into a community center. Now it’s the Dirty Dozen Community Center. Now, armed with only my diamond edge iron machete and powerful musket, I’ve vowed to protect the community of Hawkinsville no matter what. I could only see brightness ahead of me, as I knew that for one, AAA games and indie games should get along, no matter what. I’ve done well to make the city of Hawkinsville a better place for all, and I show no regret in my decision to move over there.

Would love to hear a followup Volume 3 if you ever felt like compiling one. this vibe is golden.

This gives me chills to listen to. I reminisce over the DnD campaigns I've played... A young, Circle of Twilight druid, gazing sadly over the waves of a river. A burning city reflected in her eyes, lost to a plague of undead. An aged Aasimar ranger squints in to the white frozen landscape, a frost giant dead at her feet. She looks back, seeing her fellow party searching the wreckage of the town for survivors. A tabaxi bard lovingly plucks the strings of a lute, whilst seated on the roof of her theatre. As the sun sets on Waterdeep, she thinks of her dear friend, whose instrument she holds in her hands. Now I want to play DnD again <3

“Sing like no one is listening, love like you've never been hurt, dance like no one is watching, and live like heaven on earth.” 🌹🍃!!! !!!

This in my opinion is still the best atmospheric ambient there is.