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.

cara_l's Mantelpiece

1 x A Copy of your Tragedy of Romance

A timeless love. The cruel blade of fate. Death by water.

cara_l's Scrapbook

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Raking the Muck of the Neath 11

Assisting journalists of a low and salacious sort.

cara_l's Journal

06 July, 1890

"They obviously say a lot of things..."

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06 July, 1890

"What are Mrs Plenty's Rubbery Lumps?"

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05 July, 1890

"When we hit Veilgarden, it stays hit."

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21 February, 1890

"Why can't they just rant on Facebook, like everyone else? "

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16 February, 1890

"The Starveling Cat? "

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15 February, 1890

"We will find out the truth. "

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11 February, 1890

"They do Valentine's differently, here. "

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09 February, 1890

"Yes, it can haz cheeseburger. It can haz anything it wants! "

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08 February, 1890

"Clearly, the power's gone to her head. "

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07 February, 1890

"They do Valentine's differently, here. "

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