Sistrenatus

The remnants of the industrial revolution falling into decay and idleness awakens to an atmosphere of primitive industrial ambience.

The din of shearing metal, a shredding of dense objects, breaking of glass, closing of heavy drawers. A hammer striking an anvil comes into focus punctuated by a cutting torch burning through metal--starting up of a discarded steam engine its pistons, gears or wheels starting to turn, shifting to gas or air escaping into water flowing into a cave or pit; latches turning, doors closing.

The aural tapestry persists dragging a high friction object across a floor as a heavy door opens into a new realm or layer exposing another entry shifting to a quickening sound of a hovering object or vehicle on rails moving in a tunnel through the atmosphere settling into the opening of a clean fresh space--a subtle moving energy providing hope of harmony.