East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
Barista Alexis Wilde

Red on the Water

Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone's throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flair befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city's most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Griffin

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise
Matteo Devereux

don't let those butterflies out


Posted on February 14, 2020 by maeve liliwen
East

(dear friend it will be alright, please just stay by my side)
(you might think the world is tumbling down, but it's not)


The pale girl is walking around the city. Brave child, especially after everything she has just been through. The shadows grow long and she knows she should be home. Night is waiting in the wings for curtain call, and she should most certainly be sweetly secure at her boarding school, laying out her dance wear for the morning rehearsal. But she is a little older now, a little taller, as she reaches double digits. Maeve has become smarter, more aware, even if she has yet to become wise.

Inner Sanctum. The one place she has in mind.

There is something in her hands: simple rounded, flexible sticks, there is string that she had gathered from art class, stuffing it in her pocket. Maeve doesn't know what possessed her to do this, but, later that night, she had taken out her sticks and her yarn and began to weave it into the shape of a dream catcher, muttering a name, and a prayer in a language she doesn't even know. It is ancient magic, her mother's magic, passed onto her daughter.

But, Maeve hardly knows any of this.

She arrives at Inner Sanctum, there are strange looks in her direction. She is far too young of a child to be here by herself, that is what they say, what they have always said. The fae child with those bright lavender eyes finds a table and a chair and parks herself on it. It is evident she is waiting, seen in the way she had pulled out the chair opposite of her in eager anticipation for her guest who was sure to come. The dream catcher sits on the table and gingerly she picks it up, that muttered chanting and weaving begins again. Someone, a waitress, a waiter, they ask the girl if she was okay and if they needed to call someone. "I'm fine," she says, and it is true, for now. "Waiting for a friend." She says, again, it is true. Okay, they say, knowing if her friend did not show soon they would need to call someone, but he would come, Maeve was as sure as sunset and sunrise.

There is the sight of the last flaring embers of the sun as it dips below the surface of the city. The light dies fast, slithering back, retreating away to the horizon, beyond the reach of her eyes. The stars fill in the empty sky, infinite, making rivers in the blackness. Maeve admires those rivers as they weave through islands of dark clouds, unreachable. In the new darkness, blue and shadowed, Maeve looks out the window, knowing he would be here. He always knew everything. It is getting late.

Maeve should be home.
But.
Still.

She waits.

She hums the final pieces of her weaving until they all come together, and inside it, if she looks hard enough, she can see his face inside of it, bright and smiling and beautiful. Her heart warms and her soul calms because there he is and Maeve knows that he is protected.

And then.

"Matteo, I've missed you. Want to see what I have made?"


picture is by greetisabaert

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