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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

carry on my wayward son Open72.168.177.146Posted On April 09, 2017 at 4:30 PM by Troy Marks


The world was a little bit of a blur for him right now. He had just recently been given the news that he was going to be a father. Him, an immortal fairy. But that wasn't even the kicker. The mother of his child was a VAMPIRE. The immortal undead. She shouldn't have even been capable of carrying a child and yet here they were. He had seen the ultrasound. He had read the pregnancy tests. He had heard the doctor talking and yet the words were still hard to register. Sure, he had thought about it a time or two in his 800 years of existence. Who didn't think about some day being a parent? But his childhood hadn't been all sunshine and roses and he knew he was damaged goods in some ways so he had never thought about finding someone to share that dream with. After all, being a fairy dad meant he wouldn't just be a father for 18 years until the kid flys from the nest.

He was immortal which meant the kid would be immortal. He would be sharing his DNA forever. It was a hard pill to swallow. Don't get me wrong, a part of him was excited at the concept. He had the chance to be the father his own never was for him. He was neglected a lot as a kid. First he was too young to go hunting with his dad and then when he was old enough, it was all about the hunt. There were no father/son trips to go fishing or talk about girls. It was all business and life in danger crap. He didn't want to raise his kid like that. He wanted to shower them with love and let them just be a kid while they could. They would have forever to worry about stuff like bills and girls (or guys) and a job. He wouldn't even bringing his hunts into it and he was sure Amelia would want it that way. He was still in awe that she was pregnant but it didn't change the way he felt about her. He was still head over heels for her and she was only growing more beautiful by the day as her belly grew rounder.

He could see what others meant now when they said a pregnant woman had a glow. He could see that glow every time he looked at her. She was a sight to see. He knew she was still in shock over the whole thing too but she did a good job hiding it, probably better than he did. She took everything in stride and only thought about being strong for the baby. He found new things to admire every day. But sometimes a man just needs a drink to sit and think about things and that was exactly what he was doing. He had found a nice bar to slip into and now he was sitting at the counter, sipping on a good shot of whiskey and trying to fight the urge to shout it out to everyone that could hear. He was going to be a dad.




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