"Pollution. Tom remembers it happening, before he came to Milliways. Thousands of people in London Above died over a few days. Then it drifted to the Underside, and here it is still and will always be."
She sighs, getting her bearings once more. It's been a while since she's wandered this long through the Underside, and even when she was younger, she was never completely alone. Not that she's frightened or in any way worried for either her safety or Harrow's. But it would be wise to be more careful, just in case. This isn't Valdemar or London Above, and while she has her sword, that won't help against killer fogs.
"Right. Onward."
She'll need to add one more opening to navigate around the original route than she'd planned. They walk through a grassy meadow at twilight and then into another shadowed cobblestone street with rows of houses that no longer exist in the world above. From this street, Ingress opens into a cold cave strewn with animal bones, neolithic stone workings, and ancient dust.
"Marylebone is next," she says, placing her hand on the chilled wall.
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Date: 2020-10-10 03:05 am (UTC)She sighs, getting her bearings once more. It's been a while since she's wandered this long through the Underside, and even when she was younger, she was never completely alone. Not that she's frightened or in any way worried for either her safety or Harrow's. But it would be wise to be more careful, just in case. This isn't Valdemar or London Above, and while she has her sword, that won't help against killer fogs.
"Right. Onward."
She'll need to add one more opening to navigate around the original route than she'd planned. They walk through a grassy meadow at twilight and then into another shadowed cobblestone street with rows of houses that no longer exist in the world above. From this street, Ingress opens into a cold cave strewn with animal bones, neolithic stone workings, and ancient dust.
"Marylebone is next," she says, placing her hand on the chilled wall.