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Medieval Tavern Song - Ice Clock [Fantasy Folk for D&D]

Medieval Tavern Song "Ice Clock" - Perfect for D&D and Fantasy RPGs. Shopkeeper: “Hey... look at that. Your ice has already melted away. 🧊 How long are you going to keep swirling that chilled water? It doesn't even make a sound anymore. Did your resolve vanish along with the night? You’re frozen there, like the hands of a clock that’s finally stopped... but those trembling fingertips of yours, they’re telling me more than words ever could. ...Well, it’s fine. I’ve already put out the fire for the night. 🥃 Until you finish drinking that ‘graceful lie’ and find the strength to leave... I’ll make sure this frozen clock stays still for you. As for the tab... that ‘burning truth’ that got mixed into the cold water? That’s more than enough. 🕯️” [Lyrics] Just listening to the words you say, I feel my heavy cloak just slip away. Though I’ve bared my fangs to fight the crowd, Your sleeping face makes me feel less proud. Tic... Tac... Tic... Tac... Swirling the ice as it starts to fade, Ashamed of the "next time" plans I’ve made. My heartbeat, once so still and deep, Overtakes the clock, a secret I can't keep. Someday, you’ll leave for a distant shore, The road will call your name once more. At least tonight, I won’t hold your hand; This distance was always the way I planned. Tic... Tac... Tic... Tac... Fresh ice drops with a silver clink, I’m afraid of the "next," I'm afraid to think. Pushing the surging emotions down my throat, Waiting for time, in my nonchalant coat. I won’t follow. I won’t bind. I won’t ask your way. "Being graceful" is the only price I can pay. Unforgettable feelings and half-melted ice, Slowly burning my throat; a bitter device. Before the ice melts and loses its form, I tried to reach for your sleeve in the storm... As if. That was a lie. Peering into the glass as the colors die, I knew there’d be no "next," no reason to try. In the depths of my heart, where the silence is found— Stopping my pulse, the second hand makes its sound: Tic... Tac... Tic... Tac... Tearing through the final night. Melted water is never enough, Stripping away all the mask and the bluff. The truth that screams "Don't go" chokes my breath, Swallowing loneliness, colder than death, Don't let me forget the taste of this theft. Without the strength for one last toast, The ice turned to water—a pale, liquid ghost. Tic... Tac... Tic... Tac... I should have swallowed it all in one gulp. But on my tongue, no heat is left. A Song and a Pint is a warm corner of the tavern, where a simple fantasy song and a shared drink help ease sorrow, quiet regrets, and the weight of long roads. 🍺 Best Enjoyed With • A quiet moment after a long day • Reading, journaling, or world-building • Tabletop RPGs, D&D sessions, and tavern scenes • Late-night relaxation with a warm drink • Moments when you want to set worries aside • Nights where a song helps you breathe again 🎶 Style & Atmosphere ◦ Medieval Tavern Folk ◦ Bard-inspired Fantasy Music ◦ Folk Songs & Instrumentals ◦ Warm Fireside Ambience ◦ Gentle Celtic Influences ◦ Music for Rest, Reflection, and Renewal Question for the party: What’s the wildest tavern scene your party has ever gotten into?? We’d love to hear your story below 🖼️ Visuals: Midjourney Ai 🎵 Music: Suno Ai 📜 Concept: Medieval Tavern #MedievalTavern #DnDMusic #FantasyFolk #BardMusic #TavernAmbience