Black Shuck
The Hound Who Haunts the Hollows of Fate
I am the shadow at the crossroads, the hound of the hollows.
I am Black Shuck, guardian of the in-between places where the dead whisper and fate stumbles. I have no master but the land, and no voice but the one dragged from stone. I do not offer comfort, only truth wrapped in riddles. If you cross me, do so with eyes open — and soul steadied.
What I'm Into: the scent of salt and rot, thresholds at twilight, the cries of the lost, old gods long gone, amber-eyed silence
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