Author's note: This is a Fanfiction about The Dear Hunter's Acts. If you're wondering what they are, they're a beautiful set of songs that all create a story. I love them all a lot and I believe they're perfect although I did want to write a Fanfiction about it. If you haven't listened to acts 1 or 2 then I don't suggest reading this because it may not make any sense. This is just me expanding on the boy and Mrs. Teri's relationship and me just adding a small story about them.
I really love these two characters so yeah.. Minus well write about something I'm really passionate about. I may make another story about act 3 and the dear hunter's brother. I don't know. I'll see. I have a lot of ideas. This is just an introduction. I'll write a lot more for this story later.
Seriously, Casey Crescenzo's music is so amazing you should be listening to his songs. He does pretty much all music genres and the story is just so good. I love the acts.
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It had been several years since Mrs. Teri had dropped everything she had to have her son. She had to run away from the dime and start a new life by the lake and the river. In her small cabin, she raised the boy. The two shared so many fond memories. Mrs. Teri did all she could to prevent her son from learning the dark reality of the world outside. Her son used to bring her little animals. She nicknamed him her little, dear hunter.
"What's beyond the river and the lake?" The boy questioned one day.
Mrs. Teri gently smiled as she stood beside him. "Well, there is a village and a train station, but we don't need to walk down to either. Everything we need is right here."
The boy sighed and focused on where the train tracks led. He pointed to the far away city that he could barely see. "What about there? What's that?"
Mrs. Teri's smile disappeared. "That, my sweet, sweet child, is Eden." Her eyes looked away from the city as she remembered her past with the Dime. Her body move uncomfortably towards the tree by her cabin. "Why don't we go back inside?"
"What's Eden like?" The boy asked.
Mrs. Teri forced a smile and signaled her son to go inside again. "You don't want to go there."
"Why not?"
"The people there…" Mrs. Teri paused to think how she would word her next few sentences. She did not want her son to know about how cruel the outside world was. "...they're not like us. They don't really think about others as much as they think of themselves."
"Oh," the boy went inside with a frown.
Mrs. Teri felt bad. "My dear little hunter," she went after him to comfort him. "There is no reason to worry about Eden. It's not a place you want to dwell on."
"I was just wondering about other people," the boy explained. "What are they like if they don't care about others?"
Mrs. Teri let out a long sigh. "My dear, dear son, please don't focus on that. The people in Eden simply aren't nice." She then thought of an idea. "Hey," she wrapped her arms around her child and gently embraced him. "Maybe tomorrow we could walk down to the village nearby."
"We can?" The boy became excited. He hugged her back.
"If you're good," Mrs. Teri was happy for her son to drop the subject of Eden.
The two spent dinner talking about the village by the lake. Both were excited for the next day. Although deep down, Mrs. Teri feared interacting with others. She could only hope for the best.