77 Seekers Down a Well

Fallen London
1

A shambling figure approaches. It’s form bent and voice broken from long silence.

I am the keeper of an obsidian well. Long have I held my silent vigil. But today is a day to be marked. On this day 77 seekers have been thrown down the well. An auspicious number indeed. I offer my humbles of bows and deepest of thanks to those who still seek.

The figure stumbles back into the shadows. It’s receding voice can be heard mumbling &quotall shall be well and all shall be well and all shall be well and…&quot

2

Thanks for keeping the well, and for marking this very important day in its existence.