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Fan art based on Sunless Sea/Fallen London lore.

The southern coast of the Void-Sea offer nothing but stark sharp cliffs, littered with small openings offering entry into the hollow inside. The creation of these tunnels are shrouded in mystery, some say they were produced eons ago when primordial worms carved their nests into the dark cold obsidian. Some say they are more recent than that, a product as well as a testament of the inherent power of the Correspondence. Every now and then zailors dare enter the vast systems of the caverns and a large majority of them never return. Those who do return often bring stories regarding the digested or mutilated corpses of their predecessors, of the jagged dents in the white solid bones. In general this has become the regular answer when asked what happened to those who dare enter but some maintain that the riddle of the caves was solved and the victorious blessed saw no reason to return from the Utopia offered to them.

No one knows where the rumors came from, but soon they became legend and even myths.

*Deep inside that massive chunk of black, a secret dwells so powerful and magnificent that those who find it will never yearn for anything ever again. *

And as such zailors keep risking everything by daring into the small rifts separating our world and that utopia that lies within. Be it glory or death, either would provide a gruesome finality.

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Made using GIMP 2.10

Fallen London is © 2015 and ™ Failbetter Games Limited: www.fallenlondon.com . This is an unofficial fan work.

Description

Fan art based on Sunless Sea/Fallen London lore.

The southern coast of the Void-Sea offer nothing but stark sharp cliffs, littered with small openings offering entry into the hollow inside. The creation of these tunnels are shrouded in mystery, some say they were produced eons ago when primordial worms carved their nests into the dark cold obsidian. Some say they are more recent than that, a product as well as a testament of the inherent power of the Correspondence. Every now and then zailors dare enter the vast systems of the caverns and a large majority of them never return. Those who do return often bring stories regarding the digested or mutilated corpses of their predecessors, of the jagged dents in the white solid bones. In general this has become the regular answer when asked what happened to those who dare enter but some maintain that the riddle of the caves was solved and the victorious blessed saw no reason to return from the Utopia offered to them.

No one knows where the rumors came from, but soon they became legend and even myths.

*Deep inside that massive chunk of black, a secret dwells so powerful and magnificent that those who find it will never yearn for anything ever again. *

And as such zailors keep risking everything by daring into the small rifts separating our world and that utopia that lies within. Be it glory or death, either would provide a gruesome finality.

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Made using GIMP 2.10

Fallen London is © 2015 and ™ Failbetter Games Limited: www.fallenlondon.com . This is an unofficial fan work.