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.

JackalopeGirl's Mantelpiece

newspaper - Your very own organ of the press. Of course, you will bear this responsibility with grace and integrity.

1 x The Artery (Newspaper)

Your very own organ of the press. Of course, you will bear this responsibility with grace and integrity.

JackalopeGirl's Scrapbook

typewriter - A guardian of the people! A defender of freedom! Well, perhaps.
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An Editor of Newspapers A Humble Servant of Truth

A guardian of the people! A defender of freedom! Well, perhaps.

JackalopeGirl's Journal

"Someone is Coming shows my progress in the venture. "

 

"A twist in my tale! I am now The Gates of the Garden. "

 

"Maybe I'll just leave it there... "

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"It's only a metaphor. It *is* only a metaphor, isn't it? "

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"What are they doing up there? "

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"Don't look at your reflection. "

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