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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.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    owned by Adelaide Labelle
    3 employees

    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

    Owner Adelaide Labelle

    Barkeeper Killian Carrick
    Waitress Abigail Hughes
    Waitress Elain Daray

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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.

i've been crossed73.32.203.196Posted On December 28, 2017 at 2:50 PM by emerson navarro



The little puppy in the man’s arm was absolutely adorable. It had been a long time since she had been around puppies, or any dog for that matter. When she was living with Alex in an old abandoned warehouse, she had not been given the luxury of a pet. There was an old alley cat that made his rounds, but that was hardly the same. Emmy could remember always wanting a dog growing up, but her parents had always said no. They claimed they made too much of a mess and were loud. It didn’t stop Emmy from wanting one. She had always wanted a Great Dane. So regal and beautiful. But alas, she had yet to get one.

As she approached the man with the dog, he introduced the Puppy as Desdemona. She smiled. “Like from Othello?” Emmy had always been a reader. Her parents had always encouraged her to read before bed and soon, that blossomed into a love for books that even being homeless could not squash. She found like public libraries were great places to catch up on the latest books…and it didn’t cost her a dine. “She’s beautiful. Her name suits her.” She smiled. She was a friendly person, always trying her best to remain happy and carefree. Even if he didn’t smile, she would give him plenty of smiles in return.

He introduces himself as Benjamin and she takes his offered hand in a friendly handshake. “It’s nice to meet you Benjamin. I’m Emerson…but people call me Emmy.” Now that pleasantries were exchanged, she pulled her hand back to rest at her waist.

He apologizes for the intrusion on her walk and she simply shakes her head. “No need to apologize. I don’t mind. She is a pleasant surprise. I was just out walking…and thinking.” She hadn’t been thinking about anything in particular. The fresh air just allowed her to clear her mind. It was peaceful.

She steps closer to the pair, her hand outstretched so the puppy could sniff her. Eyes looked up at Benjamin. “Can I pet her?” She had learned very quickly that some owners just didn’t like anyone to go out and pet their dogs without asking first. So Emmy was going to ask. She hoped he said yes. So while she was waiting, she asked another question. “How old is she? She looks quite young.” Between that puppy look and her large amount of energy, she couldn’t be very old at all.





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