The Masters are fucking bats?!
This is my first summer event in Fallen London, and while I haven't experienced all the stories yet but I really appreciate the effort the staff put into transforming the old stories into dreams for the current event. I assume it wasn't easy with all the text that accumulated over the years.
I would often forget that I am technically experiencing a memory until some text reminds me, and this reminder brings me such odd mixture of emotions. It feels like I am living multiple lives at the same time.
So, all in all, the Masters ae fucking giant bats???
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