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

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Barista Alexis Wilde

Red on the Water

Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone's throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flair befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city's most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Marcello

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

My Own Form Of CHAOS


Posted on July 18, 2014 by Damon
East


I can see that the first part of my statement has stopped her in her tracks. Her whole face seems to change with the simple proclamation that this life was already somewhat in the cards for me. I think she's a little disappointed that I was not a victim of it as she was, someone made to go into this life. I chose it, but not at the time it was given to me. I guess that means we have less in common than she thought. I hope she doesn't plan to hold that against me. She's still in the despairing over my old life phase, I guess. She'll get over that. Could be weeks, months. Hell, with as sullen as she is, could be years before she finally decides that it's not so bad, being undead. Until then, I guess I'll have to be more careful with my words. Don't want to run her off before we even get to know each other.

She watches as the bartender sets down two more glasses, drinking hers down more slowly this time. I'm sure she's still hungry. You always are in the beginning. But I also know she'll probably turn down a fourth glass cause she'll be afraid of going overboard, looking too feral, too blood thirsty. That too will pass but then, so will the extreme hunger. She meets my eyes and slowly pushes the glass away once she's finished, all prim and proper like a lady who was taught manners. Some vampires keep those manners while others throw them to the curve later on. I have a feeling she'll never totally change that specific trait but oddly enough, I don't mind. I think she's a little too uptight but I also know pushing her too hard into this life will only drive her away and oddly enough, I don't want that either. I feel oddly protective over her. I want her to survive this. I actually care, which is just....strange.

As I consider her next question, she bites into her bottom lip and I force myself to look toward the open room around us, not wanting to let on that I've always loved that certain gesture of a woman, no matter her species. As I lean forward to answer, she straightens, as if expecting some rare breed of advice, some barrel of wisdom to live by. I don't think she was expecting the answer she got at all. I see something like hopelessness in her eyes after I talk and I almost regret saying what I did. I couldn't change my answer even if I wanted to but I hate seeing her look so helpless. She asks me a question in barely more than a whisper, that innocent plea still in her eyes. She leans in again, hungry again for knowledge, knowledge that I'm starting to reconsider I can be the one to give her. What if I'm not cut out for this? What if I don't have the right answers for her, the answers she wants to hear?

And yet a part of me knows that it's not about what she wants to hear. It's about what she needs to hear. She asks more questions, her voice trailing off for a moment as she tries to make clear exactly what she wants. Finally she finishes off her statement after looking around the room as if asking for help. I almost feel pity for her, but I know that would not help her case. I finally sigh and shake my head.

"Isolt, I need you to listen. You're not going to like what I have to say but none the less, you need to listen cause it's waht you need to remember, what you need to keep in mind."

Waiting a moment as my eyes scan hers, making sure she's letting that message sink in, making sure she's braced for the next words, I finally continue.

"You will never be the person you used to be, never again. That life is over, gone. Nothing you do or say will bring it back. Nothing anyone can do or say will do that for you. You have to accept that before you can move on. Your body is new, your mind is new. Everything is brand new, like being reborn. Like a newborn, you have to rediscover everything. You have to open your mind up to new possibilities, new points of view. I'm not telling you to forget everything you knew as a human. I'm telling you to accept the things you cannot change and work with what you've got now. You will get through this. You will know what it's like to be satisfied again."

My eyes soften on the last words, wanting her to know that i'm saying this with good intentions. I'm not trying to ruin her dreams or burst her innocent bubble. I'm only trying to prepare her for the future, prepare her for the life that has been given to her. She may not see it as anything more than a curse for a while and that's okay. Lord knows, I was bitter about it for ages. but in time, she will see that life as she knows it is not over. In fact, it will never be over if she learns how to survive in a whole new way.


Damon Marcello
My Own Form of Chaos


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