James Sinclair
Posts: 253
11/12/2019
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While recently spending entirely too much time at the Pavilion where reality was entirely too thin, I was reminded of this sidebar snippet, which has intrigued me ever since I started playing Fallen London years ago:
The Wandering Mirage.
Nasty, shimmering patches of air float along the streets in the false summers of the Neath. Strange lights sometimes dance in attendance. Far-off places can be glimpsed. Don't walk through these. There are worse places than Fallen London.
(Mind your step!)
Has the Wandering Mirage ever appeared in any in-game story, Exceptional or otherwise? Nothing comes to mind.
And what is the Mirage? Parabola? The Far Shore? Distant places in the Neath, perhaps the Iron Republic? Or something completely different? And why does it only appear during the False-summers?
Any ideas?
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James Sinclair
Curator of the Sanguine Ribbon Society 🗡
 A fully-fledged rêveur of The Night Circus.
Wines is red
Spices is yellow
But old Jack-of-Smiles
Is a murderous fellow
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NotaWalrus
Posts: 221
11/12/2019
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I would venture that it was an idea that was abandoned at some point. If it's anything it's gotta be Parabola.
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Ignacious, the Fluid Professor, he will accept most social invitations, including boxed cats and affluent photographers (but only betrayals), though he is absent-minded and might take more time than entirely necessary. He apologizes.
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Jolanda Swan
Posts: 1783
11/12/2019
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It seems to me like reflections of far places created in the same way as mirages. And reflections in the neath can act as portals, hence the danger.
But it could also be the seed of an idea left untouched, so maybe one day!
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Lover of all things beautiful, secret admirer of ugly truths, fond of the Parabola Sun... and always delighted to role play.
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Doctor_Static
Posts: 64
11/12/2019
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The Wandering Mirage, or vague, dream/like recollections of MAYBE having stumbled through such - make a fine nebulous "what-if" retcon of any calendric gaps in my Journal showing a span betwixt active engagements - (especially if not safely in Lodgings, for the gap) -- A narrative-continuity bridge ((that goes well with my usual presumption of alternate insomnia & sleepwalking episodes)) ... as i've so Journalled, now and then.
. . . Bit snooze-due at the mo', in fact - bad time to compose thought in a two-line x 55 character window, heh ... Anywise - i'd always hoped the Wandering Mirages would prove a tangible lore, yet. Fingers Crossed.
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