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

Just a little scratch


Posted on February 02, 2023 by Taylor Dixon
East


Do you know how embarrassing it is to have your mom take you to the hospital when you're 33 years old? Unfortunately for me, she showed up at my place unexpectedly when I was passed out on the couch. It had seemed like too much trouble to limp all the way down the hall to my bed when my leg felt like it was on fire. That wasn't even the worst part. I didn't even want to take a good look at my bike in the daylight yet, too afraid of the damage I must have caused by laying it down across the asphalt while trying to avoid that damn deer. The hole in my leg would heal, but money wasn't so easy to come by, even when I own a mechanic shop. It was still a new business and the new clients weren't streaming in as readily as I had hoped. I knew there was a market for it in Sacrosanct. They just had to figure out I was there first. I knew it was only a matter of time before word of mouth had the income rolling in. I just had to be patient. Until then, at least I was good about saving money in high school off the side jobs I did to stay out of the house and away from my father.

My mother wasn't so easy to stay away from, though. She was my angel, really. I could never turn her away. I just wasn't expecting her to come in without knocking and find me dirty and bloody because I didn't feel like limping to the bathroom for a shower either when I came in early this morning. She immediately demanded I go to the hospital and after trying to reject the idea over and over, I finally had to give in for fear that she'd stay at my place all day hounding me. I did put my foot down at showing up to the hospital looking like I did, though. If I was going to be dragged to the hospital by my mother, I was damned if I wasn't going to get a shower first. So I limped my way into the bathroom and tried to hold in my grunts of pain as I worked off my shirt and pants. I ended up taking a bath in the end. It was too painful to stand that long. Ignoring the grimy look of the water when I was done soaking and scrubbing, I pulled the plug and took a death breath, steeling myself for the next step: getting dressed. I wrapped a bandage around the wound which started to bleed again in the bath then bit my lip as I slipped into the loosest board shorts I had and a t-shirt.

The drive was mercifully silent to the hospital since she'd already let me know just what she thought while lecturing me at my apartment. When I finally got pulled into an exam room, I was able to convince my mother to leave me with the promise that I wasn't going to walk out (rather, limp out) the minute she left. so with a sigh, I waited on my doctor and the rest that was to come. Meanwhile, I watched the open door as other people shuffled past, wondering if anyone else my age had their mother bring them here.

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