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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.

echo_theodor's Mantelpiece

1 x Gift of Transcendent Devotion

Even in Fallen London, there is such a thing as true love. This is a flower plucked from the surface and watered with real tears. What did it cost them?

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A Skin-Bound Memory: A Zee-Monster

Millicent Clathermont has marked your skin, to commemorate something particular.

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