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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.

    What's You'll Find Here

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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

it's like you're a drug73.32.203.196Posted On November 25, 2017 at 7:47 PM by emerson navarro



This particular morning, Emmy had taken a break from her search for Alex’s family. It had been several months since she had summoned the tornado that had taken his life. It had been the same several months that she had come to Sacrosanct in the hopes that she could find his family. She didn’t know his last name, never cared to. He was her everything and it didn’t matter what his last name was. At one point, Emmy would have married the man. But now she regretted having not learned of his last name. Because even now, she could only go from home to home asking if they had a son named Alex. It was a long and tedious process, but it was all she had to go on. She would find his family eventually…even if it took her many more months to search every single residence in the area.

As the sun finally rose over Sacrosanct, Emmy left the shelter of the abandoned building she had been staying at and frequented the public pool where she could at least get herself a fresh shower and change into a clean pair of clothes. After she was presentable, she left the pool and headed towards town.

Clasped in her hand was a cello case…the only real possession she cared for more than anything. She had been playing the instrument since she was in junior high school and had become quite good at it. She wasn’t good enough to be in a symphony, but she was able to carry a tune as well as sing along with her music if she choose to.

Among the shops on the east end was a corner of the city where many local musicians and artists set up shop to show off their skills in the hopes that they may bring home enough extra money to put food in their bellies. While her cello playing had never earned her enough to get her own apartment, it did pay for her meals, her trips to the laundromat, and any other necessities that she might need.

Settling in on the bench near a fountain, she opened the instrument case which held a sign indicating that tips were appreciated. She got herself ready, poised her bow along the strings, and began to play. The music was an intricate piece those spoke of hardships and triumph. It had slow moments and fast, those that required expertise skill and those that were simply pleasant to listen to.

After awhile, Emmy noticed that the clouds were beginning to roll in and she knew that soon, she would have to abandon her playing for the day. She could not risk her instrument getting wet and ruining the strings. She didn’t have extra money to fix the damage the water might cause. And so, she decided it was best to get her instrument home before the rain even began. Once the instrument was laid in the case, she closed it, latching the claps. When she stood up, she nearly stumbled on a young woman walking past her. She yelped lightly. “Oh my! I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you.” She felt a blush color her cheeks as she smiled apologetically at the fancy dressed woman. She could not help but wonder what it might be like to live in such luxury.





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