East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired 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. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

My Comfort on the Darkest of Nights (Alexander)


Posted on July 18, 2016 by Alexis Wilde
East


Was I really ready to do this? The voices in my head scream hell no but I feel it's only right. I need closure after all and who knows? Maybe he does too. It would be a lie to say my thoughts haven't drifted to Alexander far too many times while I was gone. I thought of him mostly at night, as embarassing as it is to admit. I would ache for his closeness when the sun went down, my skin praying for his touch and the safety of his arms. I would close my eyes when I slept and see his brilliant blue eyes and the soft allure of his lips when he smiles. I would hear his laughter and the roughness of his voice when he speaks. But he probably thinks me long gone. Should I leave it that way? Maybe it's better.

But I'm going to need money and this job is the only one I know how to do. I don't know how to count money yet since I never got that far but I can take orders and write on cups and even smile at people. I know I can put on a mask and do that again. But the real question is, will he take me back? I don't even know how I mean that question since we were never truly anything to begin with. I guess you could say we were friends who got close for comfort one night but did it mean anything? I know it did for me for a multitude of reasons but for him? I didn't stay long enough to find out. The night after our intimate encounter was the start of my very own nightmare.

I take a deep breath before pushing open the door of the cafe, the warm scent of coffee wafting into my nostrils, such a welcoming sensation. It doesn't take me long to find him, my sweaty hands swiping at my pants as a nervous wave hits me. His broad shoulders beckon to me like nothing else ever could as I step over the threshold, already holding my breath because I know with the next one, I'll be breathing in his thick musky cologne. Finally it reaches me and I can't help but stop for a moment to close my eyes, once more wrapped up in that velvety dream that kept me company all those long nights on the run. My face is a little more drawn, my eyes a shade or two darker around the edges now. Will he notice the difference? I wish I could come back the same timid little fox but she is long gone now. I have done too much to go back now.

I step closer to the counter, the new barista looking me over with a polite smile as she waits for my order but instead I look past her. "Alexander...may I speak to you?"


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