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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.

Can't Seem To Find My Way Home71.94.239.232Posted On November 02, 2017 at 4:25 PM by Killian





It was the first time Killian had ventured to the southern side of time, and he most certainly was lost. The voice of the person he could clearly see, had hair as dark as the night itself. Once Killian had heard the words “hunting” slip from the other man's’ lips, he could automatically confirm one of two things: He was either a hungry were creature, desperate for a meal, or a vampire. To Killian, the look in the eyes of this mysterious man told him that he was a vampire. The hunger reflected greatly, and he knew for some reason that he didn’t want to hurt him.
“Alright… I’m moving away. I’m not going an inch more forward. Ya can trus’ me, mate.”
Killian replied, stepping back till he was under street light.
His black leather jacket lit up by the lamp, and his dark blue jeans and shoes almost unable to be seen. The opposite could be said about his shirt, which was a pale grey button up shirt, neatly tucked in his jeans.
“Alright. I’m away from the.. Web ya said? Yea.. I’m not moving until you tell me to.”


Killian felt extremely vulnerable in this state, like he was a school kid being directed by a teacher or sports instructor to do something when told to, and not to continue unless instructed.
A feeling he hadn’t felt in years, and he hoped he wouldn’t have to feel again.
He slowly started to relax himself, as well as his breathing, so that he appeared to be calm and clear headed around the vampire.
It was a relief that he wasn’t the target of the vampire, but he was nonetheless, curious of his intentions in the park.
“So am I the one who gets to ask all the questions here, or am I the one who’s getting interrogated here?”
Killian would ask the other man calmly, as he would pull his hands out of his jacket pockets and raise them in the air, almost like he was about to be arrested or was being stopped.

He had so many thoughts and questions coursing through his mind, that it was slightly taxing on him, and he wanted answers. But he knew he’d have to take baby steps if he was to receive any answers from the vampire.

The Call Home ... The Tune In Our Hearts
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