we need better tales.

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Tales need better telling.
Grey forces blunt us, and our bravest tales,
untold, or weak, thin gruel.

We need to live in stories more vivid
and empowering

than this dulling haze of
ignorance, bullymen and quickly rotting promise.
We need reflections that reflect at last.
Lights that catch the truth.
To dream so well it wakes us.

Stop the rot

We defy fickle trend and hollow babble,
Creating art that's worthy of notice, worthy of people,
Worthy of your hours and days and lingering weeks thinking
'God, that was so good'.
Full fat, slow cooked audio. We make feasts.

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And why "Windstep"?

It's a leap of faith.
No-one said it was a good idea
But we knew we'd be soaring.
 

And if you're feeling brave,
and that it's time for something new...
Step up. Step out.
And       take       that       step.

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