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

over the last crumbling mountain


Posted on December 12, 2021 by AISLINN
East

When the last moon is cast over the last star of morning
And the future has passed without even a last desperate warning


The vibrant red of his shoes were almost entrancing - in the horrible sort of way one stared at a horrific car accident. The crystalline hue of her gaze seemed incapable of not focusing upon them, even as she informed their wearer that the shade was hardly becoming of his pale skin. The contrast was too great to be truly fashionable. Her very utterance of her clearly superior opinion seemed to bring a bubble of laughter to the man's lips, one that saw her own perk upward in a small simper. "You're welcome." Her lips parted with an intention to repeat her earlier query when those instincts all but slammed into the young woman, prompting a tenseness to her frame and a coolness to those bright blue irises. He was one of them - a man in the legions of death bringers. Those fickle parasites that paraded with such arrogance. They were a blight upon the earth, as far as Aislinn was concerned. Her pale eyes narrowed as the man in front of her rose from his bench, his slender frame all but towering over her petite form. She hardly flinched away from him, however, her gaze nothing but steady as she eyed him with all the regal judgement of a Queen.

Aislinn watched as his lip twitched, those fangs surely itching to present themselves. His control, it seemed, was far greater than the maiden was inclined to give him credit for and slowly, her head rose as a soft 'hmph', echoed within the back of her throat. The unicorn was careful to step around him, altogether oblivious of how terribly wrong she was in the pathway she had chosen, though she was equally as ill inclined to admit that she was incorrect in anything. What she didn't anticipate, however, was that frigid voice that smoothly echoed within her mind, the very one that made the woman stop suddenly in her tracks. How well she understood those words, even if the language wasn't one that had graced her ears in far too long. Still, her lips pressed together as she pivoted abruptly in her place, the heels of her boots echoing against the cobblestone underfoot. Aislinn paused again in front of his taller form, one hand was placed upon her hips as she fearlessly pointed a single finger at him, wiggling it almost dismissively. "If you have something to say you can say it without going into my head, I did not welcome you there." She shifted, her arms crossing just beneath her bosom, "And, if you're so sure of which way is the right way then why don't you lead the way." Aislinn continued, hardly concerned with the possibility that the vampire she had moments ago insulted might contemplate leading her, in turn, to her demise.

Then look into the sky where through the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles
it's the last unicorn

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