Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

you bring out my wild side


Posted on August 28, 2016 by Edith Graham
Residences

Perhaps she shouldn't have gotten a sense of pleasure from her blood tasting delicious, and yet she couldn't deny the pride she felt in that. Of course she tasted delicious, of course she did. She grinned almost wickedly as she placed a kiss on his cheek, grinning at the idea of being kept by him for the entirety of the evening. It was only the mention of the vampire blood in her own veins that had her halting. "I'm not gonna pass out on you," She protested, arguing that even if he did let go of her, she'd still be able to get home. It was untrue, of course, but she wasn't going to let him see that. Her eyes flicked up to him at the notion of having fun. "I'm always fun," She muttered, and with that she had put her lips to his wrist.

The taste of his blood was enough to overturn any hesitation she might have had regarding drinking from a vampire. No, the blood was sweet and intoxicating. It made her thoughts swim even more than the alcohol had. But it was better than the alcohol. She felt warm inside. She felt strong as though she could run for days and days and never feel tired ever again. But she felt... even drunker, almost. She giggled as he grabbed her shoulder, lifting her gaze up to him as the blood dripped down her chin. It wasn't as though she'd learned to be a clean blood drinker, after all.

"Oh," She giggled, raising the sleeve of her jacket up to wipe the blood off her face. She licked her lips, aching for one last drop of the sweet liquid. She couldn't help but giggle as she leaned into his side. She felt strong, certainly, but also remarkably unlike herself. She felt giddy and ready to run and leap and dance until the sun rose and the two of them would be torn apart. "You taste delicious," She grinned, nuzzling her nose into the side of his chest. "Like... sugar... almost. No... that's not right... I don't know what you taste like, but it was amazing." She laughed, the noise a clear indication that she may have had a little too much for her small frame.

"Our date, yes," She grinned and pulled back just enough to look at his face. She swayed on her feet, laughing once more as the world tilted beneath her and sent her stumbling to her butt on the ground. "Am I supposed to feel more drunk than I did before?" She teased, looking up at him with a happy grin.


Edith Graham

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