Hunter Hastings

Writer for The Imagineer Stories of Immensely Imaginative Proportions

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I'm building a board game and need some wildlife and paleo artists! Join my contest on 99Designs to get you illustration on the box cover! The artist's name and a link to their portfolio will be added to the box upon distribution! Check it out below.

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Thanks!

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An excerpt from my book, 'The Silver Moon Palace':

“The mind is precarious, so malleable, so fragile. Its perception of reality is in constant flux as new experiences continually shape it. Fresh ideas give rise to new opinions, prompting ever-evolving behaviors. Over time, these behaviors can form new habits, which can eventually create an entirely new perspective on reality. And so, the cycle repeats.

As we navigate our reality, forming opinions and behaviors, it is in our nature to apply logic where we see none—to distinguish reason in this indifferent universe.

Here lies the ironic paradox of the human mind, for our comprehension of this world is never in exact alignment due to our unique, individual experiences. Our individuality distorts our logical bearings and fundamentally limits our understanding of the external.

Can one reality truly be right and another wrong?

In the grand scheme, there is only action or reaction, power or futility, resistance or submission. It is a world of absolutes—there either is, or there is not. Consequently, our human-born concept of morality grows ever more silent.

Morality, it seems, is just another construct we’ve created to help us navigate our environment. It’s an evolutionary remnant that impedes human advancement, a vain distraction from our true potential.

Therefore, in the reality I choose to embrace, I opt to do away with it altogether.”

—Dante Van Turen, “The Relativity Studies”, 1543

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Let me share with you a rather spectacular sequence of views:

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"Sleep, though reluctant to accept him, eventually swept Elias away. He dreamt, perhaps, of shadows that once danced upon these walls, of laughter, and of lives that had once filled the air with purpose.

When the first rays of dawn stretched their fingers into the chamber, Elias stirred from his slumber, his gaze tracing the path of the emerging light. He was no longer shackled by the oppressive darkness; instead, he welcomed the room as it was unveiled with a newfound clarity.

Dust motes swirled about the ruins around him, producing an enchanting stillness that revealed the chamber’s true, mesmerizing identity. Shadows played upon the room’s textured composition, casting intricate patterns that emphasized a stately grandeur still evident despite the ravages of time. He wished he had the means for exploration, but this was not the time for distraction."

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A Storytelling Newsletter!

"High into the mountains he soared, clenching his captive only enough to keep her from dropping—a task he found quite burdensome. After ascending several jagged cliffs of grayish-black stone, where trees fell crooked and lay staggered about, the wyvern finally landed before the mouth of a wide and craggy cavern."

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I write a new story every week :)

"This was an unprecedented moment in the history of dragons, where curiosity, it seemed, would overcome instinct. It was a moment that would alter the course of history in these rolling lands, and forever change the lives of the girl and the wyvern."

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New story development every week! :)

"The voice was cold and sharp, like the steel pressing into Elias’s neck. The sting of metal bit slightly into his flesh before he felt the warmth of blood falling down his skin. It glistened in the moonlight as his body strained to keep still."

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I'm writing a novel and every week I send out my newest segment!

"In the heart of a vast desert, where shifting sands concealed foregone secrets and the relentless sun bore witness to the ebb and flow of time, a young man explored the site of an ancient ruin."

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