Phantom Hollow They’re trying to find it in someone

Around 22:00, atmosphere is foggy/gloomy ;)
For @Dreven <3

One day he had returned to Blackwater — to his oceanic dwelling — only to find everyone absent. 

He wonders, Had I been gone for that long? 

No. He thinks afterwards. The borders — the scent — it’s still fresh enough to smell. 

It makes him think…

Was Blackwater ever real? Had every person been a figment of his imagination? No, that can’t be. Tulok was there, so it must’ve been real. 

Thoughts like these wrack his mind as he wonders once more. Down, down, down into the flatlands south of the island. And only when the need to devour strikes like a steak in his chest, does he allow the thoughts to fade. 

A doe.

All alone in the mist. Legs folded beneath her elegantly as she rests for the night.

Well, she is not safe. 

The hellhound lowers his massive body, sets his sights on her mottled, rust colored fur and those big, black eyes. Her ears swivel, searching for predators…the forest is so eerily quiet. Perhaps she’ll get lucky and hear him approach. 

She does not.

By the time the brindled beast darts out into a sprint, it’s already too late. She startles, struggling to untangle her gangly legs to make a run for it. She does make it that far and, soon enough, a chase breaks out with death following close behind her. But she’s not quick enough. Even as she attempts to wade into the shallow waters of the mist topped river. 

Alduin moves after her, cold water soaking his shoulders down. It splashes and ripples as his powerful form parts the running water with one single thought going through his mind…

Devour.