#i have to fucking STORYBOARD THIS ARGGGG

[trickstarbrave]

OKAYYYYY HERE ARE MY IDEAS FOR THE PASSERINE VIDEO.... jesus this is going to be a hell of an undertaking isnt it.

things in brackets are the visuals i have in my brain. lyrics are passerine by the oh hellos

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Like carillon bells, the house of Augustus rings [morrowind shot] With the echoing hymn of my fellow passerine, they took to it [mournhold shot] Like a fox to a burrow [split screen, almalexia doing divine duties], like an eagle to an aerie [sotha sil with gears] And my god, it's getting hard to even hum a single thing [vivec overlaid between split screen, floating and cross legged, sad]

Cause you were the song that I'd always sing [hope in his eyes, a light coming in] You were the light that the fire would bring [golden ghost of nerevar smiling] But I can't shake this feeling that I was only [vivec close up, sad but longing] Pushing the spear into your side [reaching his hand out before it cuts to the hand bloodied and back] again [closed into a fist]

See, my birds of a kind, they more and more are looking like [ordinators, masks off and serious] Centurions than any little messiah [masks on with nerevar's face, nerevar in the bg with his back turned] And as I prune my feathers like leaves from a vine [vivec floating again, spear in hand, still chimer] I find that we have fewer and fewer in kind, but [vivec is now duocolored in more elegant clothing, flame on his head]

My palms and fingers still reek of gasoline [he looks horrified and glances at his hand, which is now covered in blood] From throwing fuel to the fire of that Greco-Roman dream [cuts to him holding his spear looking at a bloodied hand, chimer again, in the heart chamber with blood on the spear, still looking at his hand] Purifying the holy rock to melt the gilded seams [two shots of the tools of kagrenac, bg black with text] It don't bring me relief, no it don't bring me nothing that [vivec covers his face, once again in god form, more upset]

You were the song that I'd always sing [flashback to vivec playing the lyre and singing by a campfire] You were the light that the fire would bring [second shot is nerevar smiling happily at his music, hand on his shoulder] But I can't shake this feeling that I was only [nerevar looking at the heart of lorkhan in the chamber] Pushing the spear into your side again [silhouette shot with the spear through his chest] And again and again [black with text]

[the tribunal making their pilgrimage to red mountain. vivec has on wraithguard, preparing in the heart chamber. then, from the lava, crawls out a horrifying figure, terrifying the three]

When he comes a-knocking at my door [dagoth ur, mask off and just his eyes showing on his mangled face] What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord [vivec horrified] When the cold wind rolls in from the north [mournhold, seht and ayem are arguing with vivec silent in the bg looking concerned. the other two blur, revealing him in better detail] What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord [close up shot of vivec's worried eyes, before they close at 'oh lord']

When he comes a-knocking at my door [vivec city, tribunal worshippers crying begging for healing. vivec sees the figure is a corprus monster] What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord [vivec terrified, teeth grit] When the cold wind rolls in from the north [shot of dagoth ur over red mountain in the sky] What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord [ghost fence]

When he comes a-knocking at my door What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord [vivec is still floating, cross legged, looking worried with eyes closed, as images from previous scenes flash] When the cold wind rolls in from the north [someone walking up the steps] What am I to do, what am I to do, oh lord [vivec's eyes snap open as the door opens]