We play hide and seek with a celestial body. The lack of heat has solidified planes of atmosphere. Rays of light appear in strange places, reflected and refracted at odd angles. Coming and going as the old Sun evades us. There is beauty in the stillness, in the quiet, in the cold. But that freezing must thaw, we need flow, and movement, and warmth. Time for new Suns… Go to https://strangetextures.com for all the details and to buy music and merchandise. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.