My inspiration for this music was more a feeling than any particular sound.
When I was a kid, there was a particularly bad hurricane that did a real number on the area where I lived. Huge fallen branches blocking roads, no power for days, an uprooted tree leaning precariously on a smaller tree stopping it from finishing its fall and crushing the roof, an altogether harrowing experience.
My clearest memory of it was waking up the morning after the storm passed, and emerging outside to assess the damage. There was a certain exhilaration to seeing the aftermath of it all, the same sort of feeling that gives post-apocalypse stories their appeal. All sense of routine is put on hold, and there's a quiet kind of clarity as you re-enjoy the mere fact of being still alive.
I remember all the fallen trees meant the ground was carpeted in very fresh leaves, not crunchy ones that had dried and fallen, so there was a lot of bright healthy green. Perhaps that affected how sound reverberated too, because I'm sure I remember everything being muted somehow, like a stunned silence. Everything was still damp from the torrential rain the night before.
It's not exactly a happy memory, but I look back on it incredibly fondly. Whether the resultant music accurately conveys that emotion, I'm not quite sure, but I will say it made for a fantastic creative springboard even if I missed the target.