In the lore, the Le Fanu family were the ones who discovered and used the dark magics when Lyria founded magic as a whole. A war broke out between the two, until the Le Fanu castle itself vanished into thin air, being transported into the underground. Now, the family is down to a single reclusive son. The (assumed) armies of creatures has whittled down mutants and thralls. Yet, they need not worry about the sun, and they have an ocean of blood to drink from just outside. They're safe and thriving, but now they're at a fraction of their greatness. I think this song is meant to communicate that, that this once powerful vampire bloodline is safe, yet so utterly powerless in the well. Pretty pog imo
I think it's more about the relationship between Juzstina and Ophelia, no? Given that this floor was theirs and has their rooms and the last of their love letters to each other, describing how Ophelia and Juzstina gave up everything they had to be together, everything that made them who they were, only to die for it anyway.
Even more specifically the son. He doesn't actually have to be alone, we aren't after all. But he chooses to be cause it's all he could ever know. All that along with the implication that he knows the world is just the dream of a god.
That sounds nice as a setting, but there's a few pretty bad anachronisms and mistakes in it. Le Fanu as a family came upon vampirism long after the beginning of the first age of magic and Lyria was one of the few places providing shelter for vampires long after other (local) nations eventually stopped tolerating them, apparently until the time of skelebro sinking the nation. At this point the thing assailing it were fogbeasts, which Ophelia exterminated extensively to wide-scale celebration. The mansion was also overground for the supposed entirety of Juztina's reign, as it was his son Crirall who sank it, which apparently came as a surprise to the wider world. The assault on the manor came even later than that, during the multitude of crusades the three allied nations under the golden lance sent underground. The vampirism/blood magic itself was a disguised curse Abdul tricked Juztina with against an unspecified hereditary malady. The family isn't thriving, they're dying from a thousand cuts and reduced to hopelessness by forces they didn't even know to be on the board. Once again, local madman ruins everything.
My favorite moment in the game. You just enter this grand banquet type room with a single silent ghost in the place . And then, the music "kick in" with just that absolutely soul crushing melancholy. I love when games let's the player feed on atmosphere, and oh boy, Lunacid is a gourmet restaurant when it's atmosphere.
To be beached is to be stranded, usually dying by inches. Seeing the big theater system in the hidden room in LeFanu castle that just shows a coastline that the last vampire will never see or feel again in person made me strangely sad, like it was a reminder that they're forever trapped in the well and away from the sun.
my personal favorite thing about this song is that it begins playing as soon as you enter the banquet hall. the hall itself isnt anything particularly special. there are no secrets or stories relating to it, and aside from being very smartly placed in the consideration of a castle this size, it isnt even acknowledged. its just the sheer melancholy of it all. there's a ghost in the corner when you first enter. its not hiding or even ready for you to show up. you can see it from the entrance before you've even entered the hall and it doesn't react until you've already crossed nearly three quarters of this large room. one can only assume it to be one of the considerably sparse servants of the castle to even resemble a servant. a woman in a dress, looking out over the room. i often find it hard not to at least consider the implications of a ghost looking after an empty, long unused banquet. no plates have been served. the table is set, the room cleaned down to every last possible detail and speck of dust. a pale, haunted light spills in from the enchanted glass of the window. there is no light outside. how long has she been standing there?
Going through this area and reading the lore of how the queen and the Knight lady fell in love and how the knight would fight off hoards enemies for her lover was so cool. Then you learn theres more to it, that the queen is a vampire but the knight isnt. So the queen devises a plan to turn the knight. But when you find the coffins, only one is closed, one is open and the book on the closed one is like a letter of regret. That entire level, and its track, is just a long message of heartbreak. At least thats what i got from it. The other tracks of the castle are cool Castlevania tracks to vibe and kill vampires too so.
It sounds like you may have missed the book that describes that they do indeed end up together, and that the knight becomes a vampire too? (Also, from my understanding, the queen hesitated in turning the knight because she wasn't sure if her feelings were returned, and she didn't think she could live eternity with that unrequited love in close proximity. Which gets resolved in the last bit of writing I mentioned above.)
@@dualindigo9672 No I found that one too I just forgot to memtion it. It's just a mystery to me why one of their coffins is open while the other isn't. Who left? Who stayed? It makes me think Kira will put one of them in the game later.
@@angrymedic3803 The vampire you can revive in Accursed Tombs leaves you Juztinia's Blade. So that might have been her? Though then the question is if she will in fact turn up again, or is just assumed to be somewhere off screen.
What... What is the emotion you put to this? It sounds so soothing yet profoundly melancholy, almost hollow. I don't want to say saudade or desiderium but... I can't quite find the one that fits this soothing yet mournful, broken sound.
I feel like the emotion is primarily loneliness. It's cold, dark, empty, like you're sitting alone surrounded by everything left over from your prime. It's the sort of thing you hear when you're well beyond the peak of your life, and everything left is just waiting for it to be over
there's a word in Russian language - тоска (toskA). being unique for russian only, you really can't translate it properly, but our linguists say that it is meant to send a feeling of utter mental exaustion, which itself presents as emptiness and futility of your inner world. Epstein described тоска as "The state of the human soul, caused by this dull in sound, cloudy in color and even in form being of nature, is also muted, devoid of internal contrasts, impulses - a smooth, slow boredom, as long, monotonous as a winter road. Nature is experienced from the inside as encircling, inescapable, not as a geographical or climatic factor, but as fate itself, which has taken on visual, tangible features."
напоминает мне заброшенные советские города, коих по всей России немеряно. именно то ощущение когда-то живого, дышащего жизнью людей населенного пункта, ныне оставленного всеми и медленно разлагающемся в своем существе. приходя в здание администрации или центра города, можно прочувствовать отголоски былой славы, гордости, цели на будущее. сейчас же от этого всего осталась лишь пыль и пустота с пугающей неизвестностью. И лишь обрывки памяти о жизни, которую ты никогда не проживал, тонкой стеной отгораживают тебя от всепоглощающей тоски. (не пытайтесь переводить последнее слово, ему нет аналогов в английском языке)
To me, this is the musical interpretation of depression and melancholy. It doesnt even sound sad. It sounds... hollow. Especially on that very second note. Just a sort of empty feeling, compounded by this image of an extravagant yet glaringly empty banquet hall. A place what was once a relatively happy or lively place, now without a living soul in sight. Its the same energy as a birthday party where no one showed up, if that makes sense. Just.... hollow. Below sadness.
This reminds me of the maiden in black from demon souls, I love that song with everything but this song gives me that feelings that the maiden in black has but with its own identity which makes me loves it differently but in a special way
