Descend into Fallen London

Echo Bazaar

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.

ShivaeStudios's Mantelpiece

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ShivaeStudios's Scrapbook

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ShivaeStudios's Journal

" Full of rotting men and women standing in cobwebby rooms coughing and complaining and losing trac..."

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" The city around the Bazaar is called the Fifth City because, they say, it's not the first the Baz..."

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" Letters in and out of the city are routinely read. But one does not often intimately search a gen..."

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" is open under the patronage of the LONDON ZOOLOGICAL SOCIETY to CAUTIOUS VISITORS for EDUCATIONAL..."

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" The Neath's annual snowfall has been studied. The learned men of the Department of Chiropterochro..."

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" The most delightful secret of Fallen London: a substance which physically transports you to a dre..."

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" They say it's the mathematics of Hell. They say it's the geography of Time. They say it was inven..."

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" They say only the Brass Embassy knows."

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" The city around the Bazaar is called the Fifth City because, they say, it's not the first the Baz..."

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" A good question. Not a wise one."

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