The Walk

Akin to the atmosphere of sea birds and billowing coats, the Walk is very like a board walk except it's about a thousand times higher up, a meager fenced railing with ramps at every other point for those crazy sky boarders are installed but it's little protection for the foolish, sometimes deaths randomly occur amidst the commerce and it almost seems like people were thrown from the wall.

Nearly every inhabitant of St. Lucent is taught from when they are old enough to walk the golden rule: Respect the Gates and it respects you, so the edges are commonly avoided and new tourists are always cautioned upon entering the city.

Despite this fearsome reputation the Walk is a happy place, full of street performers, airo-dancers, mimes and chalk artists. On the left side the sides of the walk is packed with street vendors and outdoor markets, the mixture of scents can leave you almost as light headed as the high altitudes and cold air. The smell of the sea is never fully masked though, and this is probably a good thing because it is wholly pleasant if slightly daunting.