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The Dear Hunter // The Observatory - Santa Ana, CA // October 1st, 2015FInd me: Website | Instagram

The Dear Hunter // The Observatory - Santa Ana, CA // October 1st, 2015

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The Lake South, The River North

Wallpaper by ThermanIsGross

By MatNightmare

We’ve never felt alive

But none of us can die just when we want to

We’re stuck in this disguise

With leather skin these eyes decide to haunt you

But do we haunt you?

“Reprise, two times. Burn it to the ground.”

“Reprise, two times. Burn it to the ground.”


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In search of worth have I burned the earth?There’s no passion in being passiveAnd no inaction could In search of worth have I burned the earth?There’s no passion in being passiveAnd no inaction could In search of worth have I burned the earth?There’s no passion in being passiveAnd no inaction could In search of worth have I burned the earth?There’s no passion in being passiveAnd no inaction could In search of worth have I burned the earth?There’s no passion in being passiveAnd no inaction could

In search of worth have I burned the earth?

There’s no passion in being passive

And no inaction could bring an answer

So for you, I am a killer.


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His branches reached so far before.His leaves were bold extremities with great control.Wasted along;His branches reached so far before.His leaves were bold extremities with great control.Wasted along;His branches reached so far before.His leaves were bold extremities with great control.Wasted along;

His branches reached so far before.

His leaves were bold extremities with great control.

Wasted along; he died alone.


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 Alternate cover for a second printing of the Act 1 graphic novel from The Dear Hunter Saga.

Alternate cover for a second printing of the Act 1 graphic novel from The Dear Hunter Saga.


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The Life of a Hunter

The Life of a Hunter


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“The Most Cursed of Hands”

“And still he moves on

Arm and iron conquer heart and soul”

“The smell of smoke. The evening sky was bruised.

Belated conversation saturate anticipation

For the answers that simply won’t come.”

Gloria by revnrunhALT

“I am nothing but an infant wave stuck in a savage ocean.”

“She had the summer’s smile with winter’s skin.”

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Tarot Cards by SupaLexi


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