Will you watch over me until I’m out of sight?
Will you watch over me until I’m out of sight? For our 60th journey, we invite you into a warm, quiet room. This track is crafted for those who are weary, anxious, or just in need of a deep breath.
Will you watch over me until I’m out of sight? For our 60th journey, we invite you into a warm, quiet room. This track is crafted for those who are weary, anxious, or just in need of a deep breath.
Will you watch over me until I’m out of sight? For our 60th journey, we invite you into a warm, quiet room. This track is crafted for those who are weary, anxious, or just in need of a deep breath.
It’s Okay to Lose the Way, If You Trust the Destination Hello. Welcome to the 59th musical journey of Aetheria Lucid. In our previous project, "Following a Hidden Dream," we explored the courage to leap into the depths of the subconscious.…
Chasing the Hidden Dream. Inspired by Alice's classic descent down the rabbit hole, this story follows a blue-haired girl who courageously leaps into the deep abyss of the unconscious in search of her own hidden light.
The Child I Left Behind. Welcome to Aetheria Lucid. Tonight, for our 57th piece, "The Child I Left Behind," we slow down to look back at the little child we all once used to be.
When It Rains, It’s Okay to Rest for a While. Amidst a daily life of endless running, when we encounter an unexpected rain shower, we naturally stop our steps and wait for the rain to clear.
Fly As High As You Wish. The third chapter of the butterfly trilogy, and finally, the completion of love.
I was covering your scars with my wings. This is a story about the true essence of love, revealed only after the brilliant colors and scents have faded away.
If I Am Always Fragrant Will You Stay? Have you ever exhausted yourself just to be loved? The flower knows the cruel truth: the moment its fragrance fades, the butterfly will leave.
A Garden Dedicated to You, Who Never Gave Up on the Morning. After enduring the darkness of countless nights and the silence of the cold dawn, our tiny seeds have finally bloomed into radiant flowers.
At Dawn, Even the Frightening Darkness is Merely a Scenery. After the deepest darkness recedes, and before the first light of dawn colors your world... I send you these melodies, carrying that fleeting moment of solitude and warmth.
Because We Can Still Plant Seeds in the Dark... Today, we bury a single seed in the darkness for a tomorrow that remains unseen.
A Letter to a Sleeping Hope. My deepest gratitude to you for visiting this space again. This video is a melody dedicated to the hope found at the end of long solitude, and to you, who made that hope possible.