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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.

cause when i found you107.193.17.54Posted On May 10, 2017 at 12:08 PM by MAGNÚS RÓARR DVÆRG

Was it coincidence or destiny?

Was destiny something he that believed in?

In a world where everything was possible, it seemed so unreal to this Nordic nomad. Beyond the obvious, this mirror image of himself - the darker of their twisted yin-yang - with precision exactness to the art that they wore upon their thick skin. What did these memories mean? Why were they tugging at every last fiber of his brain and causing his whole body to ache and fail him? There had been times since he had met his twin that he was left knelt to the floor with his head in his hands. It was all becoming too much but you'd never know.

He'd never tell.

You'd have to see it beyond the bullshit smile on his face. And those chaotic eyes, those indows that had long passed since closed for all others to peer within - there was no breaking in. It all seemed surreal and yet the pain very much was not. And why is it that amongst this mess of tragedy is there a maddening laughter? One that he knows well. It was him. Them. Him. None of it made sense and yet there was a sickening familiarity. At times he would look to his own hands and wonder if they were the ones to do these torturous things.

He had always been the twisted sort but his blackened heart was still there and it still beat in the depth of his deep chest. There was a part of him, underneath the mechanisms that leave him lonely, he sought someone to smooth the edges and heal the wounds that he had been lapping at for far too long. And then the better part of him knew that she would only become a targeted weakness. There would be no one to take the fall for his dirty deeds but himself and that is why he walks solo every where he goes. It would only be a matter of time before someone would be paid to find this predator dead as well.

He slinks, his inky tufted tail swaying to and fro in tow. Leisurely he moves with silent and massive paws through the scattered, southern woodlands. He knew he was to be present when his brother summoned the horde. He felt him more and more as he narrows the space that lay between them. The umbrage shields him from prying eyes as he approaches from behind from his kin - the display of transformation appeared as disgusting as it sounded. It sent a chill down his spine as he laid his mass upon the cool earth.

"A full moon... In the latest hours of the night. I assume this is important." He chuckles before licking his lips.

MAGNÚS RÓARR DVÆRG
cause when i got a taste of you
i found something to sink my teeth into



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