[Regardless of Alucard being present in the Horizon or away, entering his space is to walk into a thunderstorm. Mud puddles are everywhere, lightning cuts across the sky, the wind howls. There is less collateral damage now - no broken branches, the lightning doesn’t kiss the top of the treelines, but it is still Ţepeş man drama in its fullest form.
Finding the tiny home that Alucard has built for himself in the center of the place is still a difficult task. It takes effort, and a single light in the window suggests that he very much is not home. In fact, he’s mostly out wandering his own woods, and is more likely to be found among the trees, hair drenched, mud up to his thighs.
Regardless of being found, or appearing suddenly because something in him feels a gentle tug, like a string being pulled, Alucard does not hide his unhappiness at not being alone.]
Horizon, Throughout
Finding the tiny home that Alucard has built for himself in the center of the place is still a difficult task. It takes effort, and a single light in the window suggests that he very much is not home. In fact, he’s mostly out wandering his own woods, and is more likely to be found among the trees, hair drenched, mud up to his thighs.
Regardless of being found, or appearing suddenly because something in him feels a gentle tug, like a string being pulled, Alucard does not hide his unhappiness at not being alone.]
You’ve found yourself in the wrong place, surely.