Descend into Fallen London

Fallen London

Three decades ago, London was stolen by bats. Dragged deep into the earth by the Echo Bazaar. The sun is gone. All we have is the gas-light of Mr Fires. But Londoners can get used to anything. And it's quiet down here with the devils and the darkness and the mushroom wine. Peaceful.

But then YOU arrived.

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cyranoj's Journal

" Specialist surgical trusses for the soulless are sold in Fallen London. Do they work?"

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" They say it's a gate that opens in the stalactites behind Wolfstack Docks. \"

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" They say it's the only map of all the Unterzee, scratched on the keystone of the Neath. ..."

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" Something to do with prisoner's honey? Whatever it is, it's forbidden to buy or sell it."

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" Never mention the Second City to the Masters of the Bazaar."

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" What we have instead of moonlight, down in the Neath: the uncertain glow from phosphorescent"

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" In simpler times, Hell would take a soul on the death of the body. "

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" The rarer and cleverer of the city rats - the dangerous ones - employ their tiny hands to marvell..."

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" They say it's the letters that Helen wrote to Menelaus in the years of her imprisonment. They say..."

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" Cat-chasing is more popular than ever in some quarters of the city, but the Duchess has let it be..."

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