Review: The Dear Hunter – Sunya
Maybe the real Indigo Child was the friends we made along the way.
Maybe the real Indigo Child was the friends we made along the way.
Free drinks for everyone? At the end of the world, it’s the least you could do.
Out here catching crumbs.
In space they CAN hear you thrash.
A natural selection.
Մտածեցիր, թե խելացի բան եմ ասելու, չէ՞։ Դե, սխալվում ես։
A white hot debut that you shouldn’t miss.
The tones may be micro, but the effect is anything but.
Pack your garlic and stakes! Here be vampires!
Now’s as good a time as any to read the first ever work of literature.