North
Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.
What You'll Find Here
Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery
let the words slip out of your mouth
Posted on April 28, 2019 by isolt griffin
isolt griffin
I'm more alive than I've ever been
"Isolt, you have to sit back, you're making this difficult," Renee insisted, though her tone was nothing if not empathetically lighthearted. But it was neither the insistence of her fellow physician nor the gentle shooshing of her fiance that finally sees the crimson-haired vampire woman recline once more; it is, and only ever could have been, the timely beating of her their unborn daughter's tiny little heart that sees her do so. It is life, immaculately impossible life, that siphons the insurmountable tension from her frame and eases the burden of trepidation that had lingered for so long upon her shoulders. She falls back into the cradle of Damon's hands, the smile perched upon her lips so prestinely jovial that one could be persuaded to believe that no other expression had dared ever taint such beauty.
"I'll teach her well," Isolt quips, inclining her head towards Damon with the delicate brushing of his lips against the supple plane of her forehead. One day, in the none-too-distant future, Isolt would watch while he brushed his lips against their daughter's forehead. She would take the rarest pleasure in bearing witness to this steely, unwavering brute of a man succombing to the adoration and innocence of this little girl. She is offered the smallest of glimpses into this dream-like future as Renee poses her query to him, Isolt's eyes turning towards her lover as his are, in turn, veritably sealed to the black and white image floating about upon the monitor. It is a candid moment, brief and beautiful, when all of the world falls away and leaves only the two of them... the two of them and the promise reflected in the swaying figure of their unborn daughter.