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.

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04 January, 1888

" The Rubbery Men are the ones who resemble squids - faces like squid!"

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03 January, 1888

" No-one talks much about the cities that preceded London. The Third City seems to have been acquir..."

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03 January, 1888

" the Starveling Cat! the Starveling Cat! it likes your bones! it prefers your fat!"

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02 January, 1888

" In no particular order, these are said to be: the first Four Cities; the Masters' summer homes; t..."

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01 January, 1888

" The neddy men are the Masters' private enforcers, a shambolic freelance army of cudgel-waving thu..."

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