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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
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    Cat's Meow

    An older brick building tucked downtown with only a neon sign above the steel door saying Cat's Meow and the drifting of music to let you know of the burlesque within. The inner confines have a lavish feeling of comfort and style. At one end of the building is a large stage for the dancers to entertain with small round tables scattered in front for the customers to sip or dine while watching. Directly across from the stage is a fully stocked bar so you’re never without a view of the entertainment.

    Owner Nadya Tetradore

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian 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.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    2 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Barista Calliel Alosi

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    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 flare 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.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

call out my name, i'll run to you108.93.10.156Posted On November 07, 2017 at 5:18 PM by isolt griffin

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been


She should have known in the moments that she turned from him that her rejection was a farce, that it was merely a ploy to gather her thoughts, her words. She could no sooner have turned her back on him, truly turned away from him, than she could have willed her stilled heart to resume its livened tempo. Isolt was doomed to love this man without regard for the damage he may have caused her and would, she feared, go on causing forevermore. It seemed that he knew all of the perfect, most cogent ways in which to destroy her... but so, too, did she have some passing knowledge of how she might do the same to him. Perhaps this is yet another reason why she turns from him, intent on casting herself back into the relative sanctuary of her home, so that he may know even a modicum of the agony wrought by his hands.

But at his words, his touch, the fire-crowned woman knows that it is all for naught, and as she turns to see him pleading in a manner she had never known was possible she feels herself melt as puddy in his hands once again. Slowly does she descend to her knees, taking her place before him and gently guiding him to face her with a soft caress. "I know," she offers in as much a hushed whisper as his explanation had been. "But I need you here. I need you with me. So that means no more talk of the New Eden, no more disappearing for months on end... and no more talk of me changing my mind about us. Understood?" The look with which she fixes her lover is resolute, practiced to perfection in her determination to rise confidently to the post of Elysium's Supreme. "Besides, I can't change my mind because my ring is beautiful and I want to keep it," she chuckles, the austere facade melting into something far more comely before she inclines her head to kiss him, finding that she can wait no longer to do so.

It is a long, slow kiss that she offers him, arms wrapping gently about his neck as Isolt's body presses into that of her fiance. How she had missed the simple act of kissing him, the rush of burning chill as it blazed through the fibers of her nervous system and the butterflies that fluttered about within her stomach. When finally she does take leave of the embrace, she allows merely enough distance between them that she might survey their respective outfits. "You also have me feeling terribly under-dressed this evening..."



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