Anything atonal & improv'd uploaded to the audio portal immediately gets my attention <3
When I listen through several times, I imagine an almost monochrome, cloudless skies of a sickly light, where the light of the distant stars are almost burning the ground from it's intensity, but where the shadows are so potent that one could drown in how thick they are, even under something as unassuming as the dying trees which are the last bastions of nature within the lands. The single wanderer slowly pushes through the hot grass crunching beneath their feet, while smoke and dust pours off of their skin. Their eyes are just glowing white orbs, while their flesh continues to darken as death seeks to claim one more for it's eternal realm.