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.

akaSylvia's Mantelpiece

sedan - The chair is of oak, horsehair and velvet. Only the men carrying it, and you, are clay.

1 x Clay Sedan Chair

The chair is of oak, horsehair and velvet. Only the men carrying it, and you, are clay.

akaSylvia's Scrapbook

tiger - Alarming beasts, exotic opportunities for work and many, many tigers.
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making progress in the Labyrinth of Tigers 16 - Engaged in Theological Husbandry

Alarming beasts, exotic opportunities for work and many, many tigers.

akaSylvia's Journal

"Watchmaker's Hill: for all your fungus, monster and sinister cult needs."

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"A twist in my tale! I am now In the Company of Monsters."

 

"Whatever it is, it sounds jolly useful."

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"Illegal honey. Who'd have thought it?"

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"Deep. Dark. Marvellous. And home."

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