09 極冬の予兆 / The Serpent Stirs - Fimbulwinter

[Instrumental] [First Winter] [wind sound and creaking ice only - no orchestra yet, the first unnatural cold arrives, something is wrong] [Second Winter] [low tuba and contrabassoon enter from beneath the ice, string section begins its descent - summer will not come] [Third Winter] [sul ponticello strings creak, brass drones low, the third winter confirms it - the age of wolves has begun] [The Serpent Stirs] [full dark orchestra erupts, jormungandr moves in the deep, brass choir and strings descend in grim unison] [The World Holds Its Breath] [orchestra freezes note by note into silence, only wind remains - everything waits for what comes next]