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

I can make the stars dance


Posted on April 08, 2019 by NADYA
East
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true



Birthdays used to be something that Nadya celebrated with wild abandon with her friends. After the birth of her children though it was easy to breeze by her own birthday, especially when theirs was so close to it. When one of the fae girls from her old burlesque contacted her to invite her out for her birthday bash...she wholeheartedly accepted. Time to herself was rare but at least now in Frost's pack that was something she had the capability of doing. Scarlett loved the twins and Frost watched over them like his own. Plus, who could say no to sleeping beauties?

Nadya broke away from the girls at their v.i.p table to order them drinks. She weaved between the dancers before finally reaching the bar. Nadya leaned against the smooth wood, flagging down the bartender from across the way for when he was available. It was only as she was waiting for the bartender that she heard a familiar voice. Nadya raised a brow as she glanced over at the disheveled boy a far cry from that put together man who had joined for dinner not too long ago. Dear lord. At first Nadya was just going to ignore that he was there, pretend she never saw him, until she heard him ask a bystander about a dealer. Seriously? Did her brother not care at all about what his pack did? Only when it was her? At least she hadn't been a druggie.

"A round of kamikazes for the table and tequila for me." Nadya quickly ordered from the bartender when he came over before sliding around the corner of the bar to wave at the man Henry had questioned, shooing him away. The conversation the man had been confronted with had obviously been uncomfortable enough to take the out the woman was giving and slipped away. "So, do you make it a habit of toying with death? Does my brother know?" Nadya set down her single shot on the bar top eying Henry. She understood sorrow, had felt that gaping hole inside of her from her brother's death at one point, she could recognize that on his face but never would she see drugs as a solution to dealing. "...A run always helped me when things felt like shit." And it wasn't in her human form she was talking about.

Nadya Tetradore



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