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Lulamara - [Orchestral, choral, fantasy]

Track 7 on the album ''The Warmth of Stories'' When the first mother-dragon sang a lullaby to her egg the song was so warm and filled with love it accidentally created a world around it. That world is called Lulamara. It is a magical place filled with dreams, warmth, whimsy and kindness. All DragonHug's songs takes place in this world. DISCLAIMER: DragonHug is a fictional band. All the sounds you are hearing are AI-generated while the lyrics, world, characters, genres, ideas, themes, rhythm, instrumentation and everything else is written/chosen by me with some minor ai assistance occasionally. A song takes me around 8-14 hours to complete. I am still learning and will continue to try and improve DragonHug. Thank you for listening Hush held all. All held hush. Darkness lay soft. No voice made peep. Breath came gentle. Scarce more than sigh. Mother dragon, wings of shining, heart-deep, sang to her egg. Song veiled stayeth. Never to mortal ear fall. Never to creature tongue speak. Yet echo lingereth in leaf and stream, in wind that whispereth through dream-love untold. From note single world unfurled slow. Lulamara bloomed, wonder-wrought, light-wove. No shouting thunderous. No plan drawn grand. Only song loving, set free by mother warm. Hills rose gentle, backs bear-softly. Rivers flowed quiet, tracks light-woven. Stars twinkled shy, eyes firefly-kindred. Clouds drifted soft, skies lullaby-spun. Song mystery keepeth deep in dream we hold. No word we hear. No tune we know. Yet glow heartward, warmth unbounden. Lulamara, down and kindness entwine, world born of song divine. Creature every, cloud and tree, fragment carry of melody.