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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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    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
    3 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
    Assistant Manager Calliel Alosi
    Barista Beylani Rose

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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

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    The Bakery

    owned by Taliah Vieira
    2 employees

    The Bakery

    The Bakery is a small bakery that serves anything that your heart desires, from sweet to savory this little place has it all. The area overall is small and cozy, a seating area that lines the windows and several bakery cases that provide freshly baked goods every day. The Bakery also takes special orders and delivers to local cafes.

    Owner Taliah Vieira

    Baker Sterling Tenembrage
    Baker Ludovino Donati

bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; each to his passion; what's in a name?166.137.125.36Posted On January 12, 2018 at 6:00 PM by MIYAKO AIKEN



The woman hardly noticed the way passerby’s glanced at her. Nor was she aware by the laughter that followed her or the dirty looks that were cast in her direction. Miya was entirely content to splash within that fountain, the alcohol bringing out that more childish side of her. She pauses in her splashing, only to note the way Ludo sits down on the edge and folds his arms, as if he were content to simply watch her as she continued to soak her clothing. It hardly takes her long to decide on that wish she wanted to use on that coin, her exclamation far too loud in the quiet public place as she positions herself to throw that coin, only to fall face first into the water. She resurfaces, spluttering, shock dancing across her features, her chocolate eyes finding Ludo only to realize that he was laughing at her. If she had been sober, she might have been upset at the situation and yet, she could only feel her own bubbling laughter roll off the tip of her tongue.

Pushing herself to a standing position, her mind still isn’t registering the cold as she slowly moves to the edge of the fountain only to be met by Ludo. She hardly complains when he reaches out for her, this time placing her hands on his shoulders as he helps her form that fountain, water running from every part of her. “I’ve never been better,” she grins at him as he simply lifts her from that fountain and places her on the ground next to him. She was no better than a child, Ludo her caretaker for the evening. As she demand if his dream came true, she can’t help the childish grin that splits her face, falling into another fit of giggles. “I’m barely even wet,” she complains in that moment, her chocolate eyes turning upwards to meet Ludo’s gaze, her lip pushing out in a pouting manner. When his coat settles over her figure, it seems to do the trick into shocking her brain into realizing that she was freezing, her small shoulders beginning to shake with that oncoming wind.

Folding her arms over her chest, it still doesn’t diminish that sense of joy the alcohol brought on as Ludo finally suggests they leave, “Ooooh, where are we going now?” She prompts him, her head swiveling form side to side as if another adventure was what she needed. Reaching out with shaking fingers, she pulls his jacket tighter around her frame, burrowing her face into it, his cologne clinging to that fabric. “You smell good,” she says suddenly, sniffing at the collar of the coat before turning and looking at him again. “I guess I am a little cold,” she admits finally as he begins to lead her down that sidewalk. Shifting closer to him, she’s practically pressed to his side, her wet hair hanging about her face as she seeks his warmth, her frame shuddering fiercely from that cold now. His askance of hot chocolate has the girl turning on him wildly, that excitement widening her eyes as she nods her head, “I looooove hot chocolate! Can I have cinnamon with mine? It’s soooo good!” She exclaims excitedly, picking up her own drunken pace as if she knew where they were going.

It doesn’t take them long to reach Ludo’s place, the couple pausing in front of the door as he quickly and efficiently unlocks it, leading them into the warmth. She almost sighs in relief then, that jacket slipping from her shoulders as she simply deposits it on the ground, not actually realizing what she had done. His deep tenors draw her attention again, her chocolate gaze falling on him as he orders her to stay put, the girl finding enough sense in the back of her mind to do as she was told. Her hair is still dripping as he disappears into a room, only to return with a new set of clothes. She accepts them, following Ludo’s hand to point to the bathroom, a faint frown creasing her forehead. Why was he telling her where the bathroom was? She didn’t need to use it, perhaps he was being polite. Nodding at him, she slips that messenger bag from her shoulder, letting it clunk to the ground, only to remove her scarf and her jacket, the clothing pooling at her feet. Then without warning, she merely grasps the hem of that chunky sweater and slips it over her head, hardly caring that Ludo was standing next to her, her common sense long gone.

Kicking off her shoes, she laughs as she stumbles right into Ludo, her hands going to grasp at his shirt, eyes looking up as her shoulders shake with a combination of cold and giggles, “I think I’m a little drunk, is this what drunk feels like?”

Miyako Aiken



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