Upon That Japanese Rain
A misty morning. Behold the standing temple, where two of heart are to be married. Inside this temple, the ceremony begins, two of heart are to become one. A beautiful time is this, where honor brings forth greatness for the middle-aged mothers and fathers, for the old and wise grandmothers and grandfathers, and for the new generation that is soon to come. A soldier and a princess... who couldn't be more happier than they are now.
You may have seen two Erhu violinists in the early morning mist and rain, but I saw this. It is amazing how two people can see different things, is that good or bad? Good because the minds of two are not equal and get grasp difference of knowledge. Bad because it is how wars are started. Superb job on this audio, I love your rain in it. Soothing and well ambient indeed. Masterful work!