I present to you: The Whitegull River Symphony.
A classical symphony in four movements, inspired by @thesiltverses! The most recent episode swept me away in a river of creative inspiration, and I couldn't help but follow this stream to whatever murky depths it wanted to take me.
Creative thoughts and details beneath the cut.
The Whitegull River Symphony is written in f-Minor for a full symphonic orchestra. My rendition was created in FLStudio, using Spitfire's BBC-Symphonic-Orchestra plugin, as I am just one mediocre violinist without an entire orchestra at hand.
First Movement: River Angels, Allegro Assai
The first movement is dominated by the steady rhythm of the celli and violae, who act as the slow waves of our murky river. Among these waves, the faithful have prepared a sacrifice. Their hopeful prayers flick aross the water in the first half of the movement, and are answered by the scutteling, chittering spawn of the river in the second half.
Second Movement: Pilgrimage of the Prophet, Adagio
In the second movement, we focus entirely on our favorite little prophet (whose brilliant performance inspired me to make this. The existence of this symphony is your fault, @sassylich). He marches on through the silt with slow steps, while the clarinet plays his theme. His little schemes behind the scenes are played by the string section, the obvious warning signs are announced by the horns. Nevertheless: In the end, everyone is playing his tune.
Third Movement: The Withermark, Andante
And here we go, the river's might is unleashed. The angels of the river god approach unstoppably, drawn here by the prophet: His clarinet is setting the tune for the overwhelming wrath of the trawlerman. Nothing can stand in its way, but after the tides have calmed, new life can grow in their wake.
Fourth Movement: Katabasis, Allegro Assai
Katabasis, the descent into the depths. Nothing escapes the greedy maw of the Trawlerman, nobody can float above, untouched. All the instruments we've hear so far return, desceding into the roiling depths of the bassline. This is not a comforting or hopeful ending, this is an apocalypse.
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“I tell them… that all things considered, they deserved a better avenging and foreign god, a better tormentor, a better oblivion, than the one forced upon them. I tell them- I will find a way to give them something better.”
This was supposed to be a full comic depicting the scene however I couldn’t get it to look right so I’ll just post it like this and know I spend multiple tries on a continuation.
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The Silt Verses teach us that all rivers are one river. And all currents, sooner or later, find their way to the same silent garden beneath the waves.
A linocut print of Carpenter.
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not platonic, not romantic, but a secret third thing (we created a god together and now we are stuck running a cult we accidentally built)
I’m in love with both of them
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"Every god’s a god of death, Richard.
It’s the only thing we need them for."
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Desperately need more fanart of the Silt Verses but like the more mundane parts of life, like Carpenter and Faulkner filling up on gas, visibly getting on each others nerves and Paige coming out of the gas station loaded with snacks acting very much not like a hostage
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