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 April 29, 2022 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 metallic screech of metal on asphalt filled the quiet night air, only further inducing panic in the deer that stood safely in the treeline in front of the unicorn. The doe at her side seemed only to further tense in her frozen posture as the small congregation in the road stared down the oncoming light and roaring vehicle. The cacophony of sounds caused her ears to pin back upon her head and yet, the ethereal maiden looked on at the motorcycle and rider with a kind of fearlessness that would have been unusual, had she been a mere equine. With one final groaning cry, the machine came to a painfully slow halt right at the very base of her feet - leaving Aislinn to look down at the man with a blatant air of superiority. He gawked blatantly at her - and why shouldn't he? She was an apparition to modern society, a glimpse of a world destroyed by technology and 'advances', a fairytale to behold! An audible snort of discontent left her nose before her head turned to the deer at her side. A gentle bump of her muzzle upon its hide was all that was necessary to prompt the animal to flee back into the safety of the forest - leaving Aislinn alone with the bike and its rider.

The metallic scent of blood filled Aislinn's nose as her attention turned back towards the man, simply watching him as he seemed to struggle to form any coherent thought. How...typical. Still, she supposed she could hardly fault him for it. He had, at the very least, made some effort to stop for the deer she had shepherded. That was an act certainly worth some level of reward. She stepped back and away from him, her equine figure all but collapsing in a swarm of ivory butterflies that seemed to flutter in the air for a breathless moment before congregating again. Their ivory forms became almost transparent before disappearing entirely, leaving the bare figure of a petite woman standing at what had once been their epicenter. Her pale, pristine flesh was almost luminous beneath the full moon, her hair fell in delicate near white ringlets, down her shoulders. Despite her lack of clothing, Aislinn had little shame in the nude state of her body, the woman making little effort to hide the plump perkiness of her breasts or the bareness of her skin further down her slender physique. Rather, the pale, cold, blue of her irises remained wholly focused upon him as she sighed softly at the very state of the man in front of her.

"I have never touched one of these before." She commented softly as she reached out to let one delicate finger trail across the handle bar. The heat from the engine radiated from the bottom of the motorcycle, Aislinn had every sense to avoid it as she carefully walked around towards the front of it, surveying the man on the floor beneath her with his leg crushed under the bike. Briefly, her eyes turned up towards the still dark asphalt they both stood upon. "I suppose I cannot in good conscience leave you here...can I?" Aislinn mused softly to herself as she moved to stoop beside him, her legs closed in front of her to hide the more intimate parts of her nude figure. "Well? Do you need help getting it off of you? It felt heavy." The Unicorn was nothing if not terribly astute. Her rather gentle touch of the machine thus far had been accompanied by the slightest of pulls, if only to gauge how much the object weighed and how to best move it. He seemed, after all, rather trapped and she hardly wanted another car to run him over in the midst of his clear awe stricken state. However would Aislinn live with herself then? Frankly, she was flummoxed why he even rode such a thing, if it could so easily fall.

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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