Nightmare by silverdustedtwilight

This was the photo description, I loved it so much I just had to post it together.

"Nightmare stood alone on the very edge of the world, looking out across the land. He tensed his muscles as he smelt their arrival on the air. One by one he watched the dreamers drift across the boundaries between alseep and awake. One by one they entered and drifted slowly through the forest. And still he stood there, his dark eyes unblinking as he watched. He was waiting, waiting to see who would be his victim tonight. He had no preference when it came to gender, or race, or beliefs or creed. He chose them at random, a different soul each night on which to feed."