Inktober2020 - Day 11: Capital

At first, I constantly had an obsessive, well, very obsessive idea of ​​drawing something related to the Imperial City.
But then I remembered something better.

Winterhold. First, the ancient capital of Skyrim. Previously - a thriving city on the cliffs near the Sea of ​​Ghosts - now, only crumbs of its former greatness, albeit on the same cliffs.

I tried to imagine what this city looked like - at least from this angle of its main entrance, until the moment of the Great Collapse. The entrance, towers, walls, city buildings - and, of course, the College of Mages of Winterhold in the background. Peoples of Winterhold now does not like College and magic, because a catastrophe happened in the history of the city, for which the locals mostly blame the magicians. The Sea of ​​Ghosts raged at one moment, and a few days later most of the city collapsed into the sea along with the rocks. The College of Mages survived.

This is a story of the fall of the great city. Now Winterhold in a ruins.