During the Christmas 2012 Season
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Time to Shovel
SNOWBOUND!
Snow's Neathy equivalent is especially thick this year. The path to your Lodgings is blocked! You'll have to clear it before you can return there (or leave and return).
Clear the path yourself.
Put in the spade-work. Hard labour ennobles the immortal soul.
Unlocks: Dangerous 5
Requires 5 actions.
Definitely not frozen water
Ammoniac vapours rise around you as your spade bites into the snow. As you inhale them, your breath quickens. Your vision blears like wax: images occur of bleak shores, flat dark seas, distant lights… For no reason you could explain, you find yourself in tears.
The way to your Lodgings is clear!
Gained: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Gained: 4 x
Romantic Notion
Gained: 2 x
Memory of Distant Shores
Pay urchins to clear the path.
Labour can ennoble someone else. You want to get in and sit down by the fire.
Unlocks: 50 x Whispered Secret, Connected: Urchins 1
Requires 2 actions.
A tip of the cap
The Fisher-Kings who come to your call are glad enough of the pay, although they work slowly, breaking off for scuffles and snowball-fights.They sculpt most of the recovered mush into a fearsome effigy of (they claim) the Vake. One hands a pail of the stuff to you. 'Don't feed it to anyone yer like,' he advises.
The way to your Lodgings is clear!
Lost: 50 x Whispered Secret
Gained: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Connected: Urchins is increasing…
Wounds is dropping…
Clear the paths of others, then your own.
Parties of friendly citizens are co-operating to open up the ways of London. Lend your back to help those snared by the oddly odorous stuff.
Unlocks: Dangerous 20
Requires 10 actions.
A burly prelate
You're shovelling up the 'snow' in the front garden of a Debilitated Rector. Neath-snow varies: this is sticky, ivory in colour, and smells rather tarry. You're staggered by an abrupt clap on the back. "Good work!" a deep voice thunders. It's the Bishop of Southwark, scourge of Hell! Spade in hand, he bends to work beside you.
Gained: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Magnanimous is increasing…
Connected: The Church is increasing…
Nothing seems to have changed. But perhaps one day it will.
The way to your Lodgings is clear!
A creaking gate
Your party of benevolent snow-clearers is so busy shovelling up the flaky, glistening stuff that you barely realise you're in a graveyard. Still, it's a path, and here's a… house of sorts. A crypt, actually.
An Ancient Tomb-Colonist sticks her head round the door. "Too kind," she rasps. "Too kind. Remember you to the Red Bird." She marches out of the crypt and down the path. A single russet feather drifts in her wake.
Gained: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Magnanimous is increasing…
Connected: Tomb Colonists is increasing…
Nothing seems to have changed. But perhaps one day it will.
The way to your Lodgings is clear!
Walking the Falling Cities is increasing… (No more than 20)
An unexpected volunteer.
"May I be of assistance?" flutes a high-pitched voice. What? Is that a Master of the Bazaar, shovel in hand? There are two slightly variant outcomes here. Both are beneficial.
Unlocks: 20 Fate
Requires 20 Fate
Fate-locked content must not be placed on the wiki, per the developers.
Out and about in the Neath-snow
Tramp, tramp. It sticks to your shoes, it smells a little of tom-cats and fish-guts. Still, it is charming, the way it glitters in the gas-lamps.
Assist a friend?
Offer to clear another's path for them. It's Christmas, after all. (You might also find a use for the snow from their threshold.)
Requires 5 actions.
Assist a Friend?
Offer to clear another's path for them. It's Christmas, after all. (You might also find a use for the snow from their threshold.)
Path-clearing Invite a player from your Friends list. Manage your friends list.
Choose one of your contacts from the drop-down menu.
Your friend will receive a message about this. They can choose to accept it, or not. You can track outstanding invitations on the Home tab.
Once you choose a contact and send the invitation, you see:
Offer dispatched.
Let's see what they say.
Once you send the invitation, you will see this on your Home tab:
Path-clearing with friend
When you send the invitation, your friend will see this on his Home tab:
friend is offering to clear the Neath-snow from your front path.
When your friend accepts the invitation, you will see this on your Home tab:
You cleared the path! - Magnanimous is increasing… (Up to 5) You've gained 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
When your friend accepts the invitation, he will see this on his Home tab:
Your path is clear! - The way to your Lodgings is clear! You've gained 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
When your friend declines the invitation, you will see this on your Home tab:
friend courteously declined your invitation. The event is cancelled.
The Neath-snow
Clicking on An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow in your Inventory brings up this storylet.
A Pail of So-Called Snow
It's noticeably different from most of the 'snow' in the streets. It has an oilier lustre, and the smell is not quite the same: ammonia, but touched with oil of roses. There is no indication at all that the stuff is safe. The wisest thing to do would be to dispose of it.
So what will you do?
Eat it
Really? Really?
A matter of luck: the odds are against you here.
What goes down…
You pile it into your mouth, trying not to gag at the taste. It goes down easily enough… and then it all comes back up.
Or perhaps not all. Something is different. You dream, feverishly, of a bright light in a long lone empty place; of a gift given and a gift rejected; of the one you love moving away, inevitably as the motions of an orrery, distant as childhood.
Furthermore, when you wake next morning, your finger-nails have grown three inches, and grafted themselves to the skin of your hip. Removing them is not pleasant.
You were fortunate!
Wounds is increasing…
Gained: 1 x Touching Love Story
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 2)
Fevered delirium
O the dreams. You see things written on your skin: letters of fire, letters of shame. All your inmost histories are visible to the jeering on-lookers. Curse them as you may, cover yourself like the daughter of Lycaon, still you are visible. You must call birds from the sky to cloak you…
What have you been doing? Your skin is torn and tattered with your scratching. You tremble on the brink of wakefulness, and the shapes on your skin almost resolve into letters. Almost.
You were unlucky… Better luck next time!
Wounds is increasing…
Gained: 1 x Tale of Terror!!
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Dispose of it
Pour the stuff into the Stolen River, which will, one assumes, carry it harmlessly to the Unterzee, which consumes as seas inevitably consume.
Hardly a splash
You dump the 'snow' over the parapet of a bridge. For a moment it glows pale against the glassy darkness of the river, and then it sinks, melts, is gone.
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Nightmares is dropping…
A little night-music
You dump the 'snow' over the parapet of a bridge. For a moment it glows pale against the glassy darkness of the river, and then it sinks, melts, is gone. From the water below rises a disconsolate wail: a song, of sorts. Drownies! There are words here and there: sky. Flesh. Remembrance.
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Drownies is increasing…
Nightmares is dropping…
Dump it on the fire
Unlocks: Uncovering the Secrets of the Face-Tailor 3, Seeing through the Eyes of Icarus 10, 4 x Tales of Terror
Some memory tugs at you…
A matter of luck: pretty good odds.
A cloud of stinking steam
Yes… this is how the Mountain is remembered. When the Garden first was young, when the Neath was not the Neath, when the Earth had not yet set like candle-wax, when the jewels remained uncovered to casual sight. So sad, so long…wait. Who were you thinking?
You were fortunate!
Gained: 1 x Antique Mystery
Lost: 4 x Tale of Terror!!
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 3)
Shivering and cursing
The temperature in the room plummets. The sodden grate smells like urine-soaked mackerel. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea.
You were unlucky… Better luck next time!
Lost: 4 x Tale of Terror!!
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Scent your pillow with it
Unlocks: An Experienced Zailor 1, 4 x Memory of Distant Shores, 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Did you hear a story about this, leagues across the bitter zee?
A matter of luck: pretty good odds.
A glass, darkly
In your dream, you pass above the waters of the Unterzee like a stately shooting-star, grappling the air as a monkey climbs a hedge. There - a pinnacle of black glass, growing among the waves. Call out to it! Draw the letters! It's been too long since you spoke - You wake. When did you ever speak to a floating black glass mountain? Somehow, you are glad you woke just before you saw your reflection in it.
You were fortunate!
Gained: 1 x Puzzling Map
Lost: 4 x Memory of Distant Shores
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Nightmares is increasing…
Seeing through the Eyes of Icarus is increasing…
Deep and dark and even
You dream all night of an endless plain of fishy-smelling basalt. Next morning, you can't seem to get the reek out of your nostrils. From the way your acquaintances look at you, they can smell it too.
You were unlucky… Better luck next time!
Gained: 10 x Cryptic Clue
Lost: 4 x Memory of Distant Shores
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Persuasive is dropping…
Feed it to a Malevolent Monkey
Unlocks: Ruthless 1, 1x Malevolent Monkey
Most of your pets have more sense than to touch the fishy mush. But the Monkey's curiosity brings it stealing forward…
A matter of luck: the odds are against you here.
A sinister metamorphosis
Your Monkey licks up the stuff, rather cautiously at first, then with increasing appetite. Then it goes stiff; quivers; collapses.
It lies still for a day and a night and a day, barely breathing, while its skin suppurates a thick white fluid. The fluid clots like a scab, congealing into a pale cocoon.
When your Monkey emerges, it is much changed. Less mischievous. More exacting in its diet.
You were fortunate!
Gained 1 x Dark-Carapaced Crustacean
Lost: 1 x Malevolent Monkey
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 5)
A sort of rebellion
Your Monkey does not respond well to the stuff. It wails. It gibbers. It collapses and lies stiff as a board.
You can do nothing to rouse it. But in the morning, you find it's awoken; eaten the most extraordinary collection of things; and retired to the roof-top, where it sits chittering, glaring, flinging snowballs. Finally you lure it down with a penny-whistle and a slice of walnut cake.
You were unlucky… Better luck next time!
Lost: 100 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey
Lost: 1 x Mourning Candle
Lost: 200 x Foxfire Candle Stub
Lost: 10 x Moon-pearl
Lost: 20 x Ragged Clothing
Lost: 1 x Muscaria Brandy
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Feed it to a Talkative Rattus-Faber
Unlocks: Ruthless 1, 1 x Talkative Rattus-Faber
Hello, what d'you have there? Ooh, can't say I like the smell. Is it? Is it really? Are you sure? What, even behind my ears at the back? Mm, all right! Have you got a spoon? No, I don't mm mf fmfm mmff…
A matter of luck: a long shot…but you might win.
Silence at last
Your pet stops in mid-sentence and collapses like washing on a broken line. When you try to pick it up, you find to your distaste that a whitish fluid is already congealing on its skin.
Over the next day and a half, the fluid hardens into a cocoon of sorts. When your rat emerges, no naturalist would recognise it as a rodent. It is less talkative, for a start.
You were fortunate!
Gained 1 x Dark-Carapaced Crustacean
Lost: 1 x Talkative Rattus Faber
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 5)
An unfortunate effect
Your pet spins around, shrieks heart-rendingly and collapses, stone dead. Almost immediately, it begins to deliquesce into pale goo. Quick! a mop!
You were unlucky… Better luck next time!
Lost: 1 x Talkative Rattus Faber
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Mix it with an old wine
Unlocks: 1 x Extraordinary Implication, 1 x Broken Giant 1844
Something from the Surface…
A matter of luck: it could go either way.
The wine of secrets
You don't drink the wine. That would be rash. You simply swirl it in the glass and inhale its aroma…
Visions come to you: images clear and bright as Christmas decorations. The Duchess, in a dark place beneath the Shuttered Palace, caressing a monster's skin. The woman they call the Gracious Widow, weeping over old letters. His Amused Lordship, fierce in bristling beard and striped waistcoat, playing chess alone in a darkened attic. A woman and her daughter poring over encrypted letters. The Captivating Princess, dipping a silver spoon in honey red as apples…
Gained: 1 x Blackmail Material
Lost: 1 x Broken Giant 1844
Lost: 1 x Extraordinary Implicaton
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
An unsatisfying bouquet
As your sources recommend, you swirl the adulterated wine in a glass and inhale it. Fleeting images evolve in the vapour - half-seen faces, half-heard conversations - and you glean a few teasing secrets. But the effect is not what you might have hoped.
You were unlucky… Better luck next time!
Gained: 5 x Incendiary Gossip
Lost: 1 x Broken Giant 1844
Lost: 1 x Extraordinary Implicaton
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 3)
Examine it through your Semiotic Monocle
Unlocks: 1 x Semiotic Monocle
What might you discover?
A Scholar of the Correspondence challenge.
Secret Scripts
Under the powerful and symbolically enhancing magnification of the Monocle, the substance resolves into - yes, flakes. But far from unique. You see patterns repeat again and again - and the shapes are powerfully reminiscent of Correspondence sigils. Not true sigils, not even close, and the meaning is blurred and distorted beyond uselessness. But it can't be a coincidence.
Watchful is increasing…
A Scholar of the Correspondence is increasing…
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 6)
Ugh!
The light refracts in painful patterns. You have a headache.
Wounds is increasing…
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Drown a rat in it
Unlocks: Seeking Mr. Eaten's Name 4
Splash, splash. Let us have a tiny sacrifice.
Your own little well
All shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well. All shall be well and all shall be well and all manner of thing shall be well. ALL SHALL BE WELL AND ALL SHALL BE WELL AND ALL MANNER OF THING SHALL BE WELL SHALL BE WELL. ALL SHALL BE WELL. ALL SHALL BE WELL.
SHALL BE WELL. SHALL BE WELL. SHALL BE WELL. SHALL BE WELL. NOT POSTPONED. NOT IN THE END. NOT FOR LONG.
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Nightmares is increasing…
Ruthless is increasing… (Up to 3)
Dip a soul in it
Unlocks: Connected: Urchins 1, 1 x Soul
There's a rhyme the urchin-gangs sing…
That was… striking
The soul fizzes like sodium! There is a flash, a bang and the snow sublimes instantly to vapour. Your eyebrows are gone, but your store of knowledge has grown a little.
Gained: 1 x Appalling Secret
Lost: 1 x Soul
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing… (not above 5)
Some options increase Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre without saying as such; the levels are as follows.
1: Neath-snow - or is it 'lacre'?
2: Lacre can poison, intoxicate or even transform…
3: Why does the lacre accumulate at Christmas?
4: Why has there been so much lacre recently?
5: Is lacre touched by the Correspondence?
6: What draws the lacre up from its reservoirs?
7: Lacre. Is it what happens when the Bazaar weeps?
8: Lacre. What memories are inscribed in its frozen core?
9: What longing does it embody? What urge to alteration?
10: What fills the lacrimal founts?
11: What stirs the lacred waters?
12: What walks in crimson guise?
A Gift, from Failbetter Games.
TWELVE DAYS OF MR SACKS
Happy New Year! The Neath-snow has fallen thick this year. Mr Sacks is on his rounds, as many of you have seen… but something's different.
Mr Sacks arrives by Opportunity card. You don't need to be in your Lodgings to draw him - don't worry, he'll find you when you return home of an evening. The cards will become more frequent every day, and the story concludes on January 6th.
We nearly forgot!
We got you a little something. Pay no attention to the sounds from within the box.
You shouldn't have, etc.
Yes we should. Thanks for helping make Fallen London what it is today. Onwards into 2013! Or 1891, depending on your point of view.
Gained: 1 x A Nearly Unwrapped Cat?
Mr. Sacks..? Is that you?
These storylets are from opportunity cards, drawn in eventual succession.
A Peevish Visit from Mr. Sacks?
A knock on your door. A hunched figure. Every year, this Crimson Beast of Winter brings his terrible sack, demanding gifts to fill the void. And now you hear a high-pitched, faintly peevish voice: "What will you put in my sack?"
Mr Sacks! Would you care for a little of the '68?
Unlocks: 1 x Greyfields 1868 First Sporing
This is, traditionally, Mr Sacks' favourite tipple.
"If I must."
He snatches the bottle with ill grace, and deposits a gleaming golden jar on the table. "You'll find this much more to your liking, I think. Why settle for wine when you can have honey?"
He departs. The honey is of excellent quality, but the jar is faintly damp with fishy-smelling liquid.
Gained: 100 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey
Lost: 1 x Greyfields 1868 First Sporing
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
You've received a visit from… Mr Sacks? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take my best regards!
The traditional response from those who wish to keep their possessions. Mr Sacks may be disappointed, but you'll suffer no harm.
A scoffing trill
"You, Sir, are no more generous than you deserve. Good day." And he's gone, before you can untangle whether 'more generous than you deserve' actually means anything except 'I enjoy the sound of my own voice.'
Subtle is increasing…
You've received a visit from… Mr Sacks? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this pail of… snow?
Unlocks: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Best be rid of the stuff. It's beginning to melt, and the odour is not attractive.
A judicious nod
"The lacre is of the quality I might have expected. Yes, indeed. Not generous, but sufficient." He snares it with a sweep of his cloak, and departs. What's this he's left behind? Since when does Mr Sacks
leave gifts?
Gained: 100 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
You've received a visit from… Mr Sacks? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
'Mr Sacks! Would you care for something…spicier than wine?
Unlocks: Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar 1, 100 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey
His voice is familiar. You have a hunch he might approve of this gift.
A gracious nod
"I see someone in this city still understands the value of
true dreams. Happy Christmas to you."
Lost: 100 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
You've received a visit from… Mr Sacks? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr…Sacks?
Unlocks: A Veteran of Mr Sacks' Visits 1
Your voice sounds different…
An irritable response
"Yes, it does. And your manners are lacking. I'll take this and be gone." With a twist of his gloved hand, he snares a stray nightmare, and leaves as abruptly as he came.
Nightmares is dropping…
You've received a visit from… Mr Sacks? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take these wicked words!
Unlocks: Scandal 1, 1 x Appalling Secret, 1 x Proscribed Material
Be rid of all your Scandal. You'll need some sticky words to tie it to.
A tilt of the head
"Indeed, indeed! Let me listen closely. Really. Really…"
He listens, and departs. That's good. Isn't it?
Your 'Scandal' quality is gone!
You've received a visit from… Mr Sacks? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
A Genial Visit from Mr. Sacks?
A knock on your door. A hunched figure. A rich alto voice: "What do you have for me tonight?"
Again? Mr Sacks, like Christmas, comes but once a year….
Mr Sacks! Would you care for a little of the '68?
Unlocks: 1 x Greyfields 1868 First Sporing
This is, traditionally, Mr Sacks' favourite tipple.
"What a charming notion!"
'Mr Sacks' sweeps the wine into the abyssal folds of his crimson robe. "How pleasant," he says, "to see the old traditions so faithfully observed! My best regards to you. And my advice! Should there be… tremors… remain of good cheer. The situation is in hand. The pigs sleep on."
Lost: 1 x Greyfields 1868 First Sporing
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Has Mr Sacks visited you again? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
Mr Sacks! Take my best regards!
The traditional response from those who wish to keep their possessions. Mr Sacks may be disappointed, but you'll suffer no harm.
A shrilling chuckle
"Of course, of course! I accept them in the spirit in which you conveyed them. Be well. All shall be well, you know. And all manner of thing. That was the promise. How I do prattle on. Sleep well! As will those below."
Nightmares is dropping…
Subtle is increasing…
Has Mr Sacks visited you again? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this pail of… snow?
Unlocks: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Best be rid of the stuff. It's beginning to melt, and the odour is not attractive.
A carefree shrug
"The lacre is of the quality I might have expected. Yes, indeed. Not generous, but sufficient." He snares it with a sweep of his cloak, and departs. What's this he's left behind? Since when does Mr Sacks leave gifts?
Gained: 1 x Broken Giant 1844
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Has Mr Sacks visited you again? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
Mr Sacks! Take this eery air.
Unlocks: Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar 2, 1 x Consonant Violin
His voice is familiar. You have a hunch he might enjoy a little violin music.
Te-tum, te-tum…
He hums and sways as you play. As you conclude, he sighs nostalgically. "I shall sleep well tonight. As, I have faith, shall the pigs below. Trust in wine and slumber, my little friend! Trust, and be well. And now I depart."
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Has Mr Sacks visited you again? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
Mr…Sacks?
Unlocks: A Veteran of Mr Sacks' Visits 1
Your voice sounds different…
An easy response
He rises. For one peculiar moment you think he proposes to leap into the chimney. But no: he simply dashes for the door.
Watchful is increasing…
Mr Sacks! Take this tale of romantic misery!
Unlocks: 1 x Touching Love Story
Here's a tale you heard. Perhaps Mr Sacks would care to hear it too.
A shake of the hooded head
"Ah no, ah no. At any other time, it would be welcome indeed! But not in the deep of winter when the lacre surges from its reservoirs… and when certain other matters occur below. But be not afraid! We have everything in hand. Keep your story, and keep your emotions well-reigned. Good night!"
Has Mr Sacks visited you again? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
Mr Sacks, in taciturn mood
And again! A knock on the door; a looming shape in white-trimmed red. But this time, Mr Sacks speaks only one word. "Diamonds."
Mr Sacks! Would you care for a little of the '68?
Unlocks: 1 x Greyfields 1868 First Sporing
This is, traditionally, Mr Sacks' favourite tipple.
"Don't drink."
When it becomes apparent that diamonds are not forthcoming, Mr Sacks lurches gracelessly to its feet and departs without another word.
Mr Sacks? Or, with that lust for diamonds, a certain other Master? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take my best regards!
The traditional response from those who wish to keep their possessions. Mr Sacks may be disappointed, but you'll suffer no harm.
'Prefer diamonds.'
It rises and leaves without another word.
Subtle is increasing…
Mr Sacks? Or, with that lust for diamonds, a certain other Master? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this pail of… snow?
Unlocks: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Best be rid of the stuff. It's beginning to melt, and the odour is not attractive.
A hiss of disdain
"Enough lacre! Very tired of lacre. Too much lacre." He turns and stalks from the room.
Lost: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Mr Sacks? Or, with that lust for diamonds, a certain other Master? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this little diamond.
Unlocks: 1 x Diamond
It's not very impressive, but it's definitely a diamond.
A sniff
He makes no other sound. He only takes the diamond and leaves.
Lost: 1 x Diamond
Mr Sacks? Or, with that lust for diamonds, a certain other Master? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr…Sacks! Take this rather larger diamond
Unlocks: 1 x Magnificent Diamond
Your voice is different…
An intake of breath
"Good. Will remember." That's all.
Lost: 1 x Magnificent Diamond
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Mr Sacks? Or, with that lust for diamonds, a certain other Master? (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this rather larger diamond.
Unlocks: 5 Fate
How fortunate that you bought it so cheaply just last week.
Requires 5 Fate
Fate-locked content must not be placed on the wiki, per the developers.
What's the angle?
The Neath-snow has fallen more thickly this week. Mr Sacks, too, seems thick on the ground. Cloaked and hooded Masterly figures are visiting certain addresses not once but several times, demanding gifts. What is going on? And more importantly, how can you take advantage?
Keep your plans to yourself
You will find your own opportunities, and keep your own counsel.
Magnificent in solitude
You have no need of allies.
An occurrence! Your '
investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with:' Quality is now
your own self, and no other!
You have a secret agenda in this matter. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Seek knowledge
A lively gang of naturalists, bazaarographers and spelemeteorologists is researching the matter. Join your efforts with theirs. This will give a chance at an increased Mysteries reward later.
Unlocks: 10 Fate, Connected: Benthic 5
Requires 10 Fate
Fate-locked content must not be placed on the wiki, per the developers.
Seek the downfall of the Bazaar
If the Masters really are visiting dwellings in person, they're unusually vulnerable. But still terribly dangerous. You'll need to prepare your ground carefully. This will give a chance at an increased Luminosity reward later.
Unlocks: 10 Fate, Connected: Revolutionaries 5
Requires 10 Fate
Fate-locked content must not be placed on the wiki, per the developers.
Intrigue with urchins
A cadre of urchins serves Mr Sacks. Is he their captor or their deliverer? The urchin-gangs of the roof-tops have a particular interest… and an interest, too, in Neath-snow, to match their strange knowledge of wild words and vagrant winds. This will give a chance at an increased Wild Words reward later.
Unlocks: 10 Fate, Connected: Urchins 5
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Mr Sacks, purringly
Tonight's Mr Sacks anounces itself with a merry triple knock; bows; addresses you as 'my dear'. "Give of your dreams," it says. "You've met the ones who desire to rule dreams. I wish only to reflect them."
Mr Sacks! Take this dream of better times -
This is a relatively safe option.
A fond sigh
"What a delightful dream. This will be useful, I suspect, in the soothing of those who must be soothed. I will pass it along. Sleep well, my dear."
Melancholy is increasing…
You have been visited by a Mr Sacks with an interest in dreams. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this dream of deep waters!
Unlocks: Having Recurring Dreams: Death by Water 5
This will reduce the relevant Dream score.
A relieved sigh
"Best to be rid of this nonsense, my sweet. Let us not have your sleep so tainted."
having Recurring Dreams: Death by Water is dropping…
You have been visited by a Mr Sacks with an interest in dreams. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this dream of flames!
Unlocks: Having Recurring Dreams: The Fire Sermon 5
This will reduce the relevant Dream score.
An eager sigh
"Intelligence of the war, is it? Too kind, too kind! Let us see what they have wrought in their struggle, those two. Do accept this tiny ember in return, my chick."
Gained: 1 x Incendiary Gossip
having Recurring Dreams: The Fire Sermon is dropping…
You have been visited by a Mr Sacks with an interest in dreams. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this dream of mirrors!
Unlocks: Having Recurring Dreams: Is Someone There? 5
This will reduce the relevant Dream score.
A coquettish sigh
"You little flatterer! Are you flirting with me? You do it rather well. Here. A little Christmas gilt-sparkle for you."
Gained: 2 x Memory of Light
having Recurring Dreams: Is Someone There? is dropping…
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
You have been visited by a Mr Sacks with an interest in dreams. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this dream of lost winds!
Unlocks: Having Recurring Dreams: What The Thunder Said 5
This will reduce the relevant Dream score.
A melancholy sigh
"That lorn thing that was. Its traces remain, and even they are so very strong. Of all the world's sins, it was the fiercest. Though not the greatest. The greatest stir now. Accordingly, we have all this business. Forgive me: I ramble. Good night."
having Recurring Dreams: What the Thunder Said is dropping…
You have been visited by a Mr Sacks with an interest in dreams. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take my ignorance from me. Are you…"
Unlocks: Investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: scholars at Benthic College.
Ask outright. What is it with all these Sackses?
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A concrudescent Mr Sacks
Good evening, citizen! My sack awaits your gifts most perelactally. Today, I am considering literature of many kinds.
Mr Sacks! Dispose of this sedition for me!
Unlocks: 5 x Proscribed Material
Revolutionary sentiments flourish like weeds. Best root them out quickly.
Obstaculous!
"We shall see that these our consigned to the flames. Or if not us, our Original. Please ignore that last sentence. Purge it from your memory. Thank you."
Lost: 5 x Proscribed Material
Mr Sacks has visited again. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take these tales of joy and woe!
Unlocks: 10 x Touching Love Story
"In matters of the Bazaar," it has been said, "look to love, always." And whoever this Mr Sacks is, he's certainly of the Bazaar.
Extravitant!
"Sweet as unpicked fruit, these stories. I will select the best, myself for… a particular connoisseur. Your reputation is well-deserved. No wonder the lacre lies so deep at your door."
Lost: 10 x Touching Love Story
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Mr Sacks has visited again. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this exalted hymn to patriotism!
Unlocks: 1 x A Copy of your Patriotic Adventure
Perhaps he will approve of your support of the established order. Note: you will no longer be accounted author of this work.
An eager sigh
"You build your words like a castle, my friend. Powerful and gladulent as courses of stone! But you are an insufficient steward. It requires one older, more sapilent, to watch the towers and guard the gates. Now I take possession of it. I will erase your name, and choose something more suitable. Esmond Chazwick, perhaps. Gordley Pleaful. We shall see."
Lost: 1 x A Copy of your Patriotic Adventure
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Mr Sacks has visited again. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take my wicked reputation!
Unlocks: Scandal 3
Perhaps your various scandals would fit in that sack.
Thrilled gurgles
"You are terrible. Repellent! My ears burn, and my ears have grown hard and fierce on deeper musics than this. What a complex little coil of troubles you are. My sack gapes for your shame. There… and there."
Your 'Scandal' Quality has gone!
Mr Sacks has visited again. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take these works of political philosophy…
Unlocks: investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: February, of the Calendar Council, 50 x Proscribed Material
February has provided you with a number of innocuous and sober covers. Place these seditious materials within, and who knows where they might end up?
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Mr Sacks, in embered red
Twin red stars glow in the depths of his cowl. There are impossible echoes in the piping voice. But he seems tired. He wants to talk. He wants only one thing from you, an answer: how do you like London in the time of the Bazaar?
Mr Sacks… I have nothing for you.
Safest to keep your own counsel.
He is disappointed
"As you will. My Original might be angry. But I: I am too flimsy for anger. Good night."
Mr Sacks has asked your opinion. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks: it is peaceful here
Between black Neath-roof and blacker water, there is glittering light and silence. We are spared the ills of the world: storm, war, famine. Even Death is a rare guest here. All is well, or shall be.
He is pleased
"Yes. It's better here, isn't it? Far from the rages of the deep sky. Discreet, shadowed, decent. All is well."
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
(1 cp)
Mr Sacks has asked your opinion. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks, London is the crucible of desires
A treasure-house! Marvels heaped up with both hands! Wines and wonders the Surface will never know! How fortunate we are.
He is pleased.
"You understand! You understand. There are so many glories now. We could have left London on the Surface; void's wounds! we could even still be hanging like gulls out there between - but we are not. And all is well. Never mind 'shall be'".
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Connected: The Docks is dropping…
Mr Sacks has asked your opinion. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks, London weeps for the sky
We are cold, here. The sky is closed to us. The airs of Earth are still. We do not see in colours.
He is quiet
"We all weep for the sky. Do not pray for its return. The Bazaar… do not pray."
Melancholy is increasing…
Mr Sacks has asked your opinion. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks: the Bazaar strangles and consumes
London was the heart of the Empire! You ripped that heart out, you and your fellows. We are not even the ghosts of puppets.
He is displeased
"Bold, yes. Courageous, even. But wrong. Foolish, and wrong. Your folly will destroy you. London has flourished in this dark soil. It was only another city. Now it is something greater. You will learn."
Forceful is increasing…
Connected: Revolutionaries is increasing…
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is dropping…
Mr Sacks has asked your opinion. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
The Violet-Eyed Waif told you what you should say…
Unlocks: investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: the Knotted Sock
Mr Sacks: the winds are wild, the lacre deep. The snarling stones arise from sleep. The Fifth's tales may exalt the suns, but never hope to halt what comes.
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Mr Shacksh
His voice is a gravelled roar: I am Mr Shacksh! Bring me honey and jewels! And a bottle. The good stuff. None of your mushroom swillery.
Chase off this impostor with a stout stick
Unlocks: Watchful 5
He is not so very like your other visitors. His robe is inexpertly patched, and he smells of gin and compost.
Throw him down the steps!
He stamps off through the lacre, lamenting the absence of Christmas goodwill and calling down theologically ambitious curses on your name and house. The voice is familiar. Have you heard him on the stage at Mahogany Hall?
Gained: 1 x Intriguing Gossip
Gained: 1 x Inkling of Identity
Mr Sacks, indeed! (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Give him honey and jewels
Unlocks: 1 x Broken Giant 1844, 20 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey, 10 x Sapphire, 10 x Diamond, 10 x Venom-ruby
And a bottle of good pre-Fall wine.
Squeals of glee
Mr Sacks shovels the jewels into the pockets of his robe. Mr Sacks drunkenly smashes off the wine bottle neck and drinks deep. Mr Sacks tousles your hair and shambles off into the night. At least he's left his sack behind. Oh my. What an extraordinary quantity of rats.
Gained: 500 x Rat on a String
Lost: 1 x Broken Giant 1844
Lost: 20 x Drop of Prisoner's Honey
Lost: 10 x Sapphire
Lost: 10 x Diamond
Lost: 10 x Venom-ruby
Mr Sacks, indeed! (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Invite him in for wine and cold meats
Unlocks: 1 x Greyfields 1882
You have half a jugged lizard in the pantry that needs finishing. And the poor soul must be hungry to try such a desperate ploy.
A quiet meal
You settle down to pick over the bones of the lizard. Mr Sacks - Silas - is good company, in a braggy sort of way, and before you know it you've opened a second bottle of wine. He seems philosophical about the failure of his ploy. "Hard timesh," he explains owlishly. "This damnable lacre is doing nothing for ticket sales at Mahogany Hall. My tailor and vintner have grown impatient. And I thought I'd take advantage of these damnable shnowmen…" Shnowmen? But he's talking now about the time the curtains caught fire on opening night, and he descends from there to drunken slumber. You put him to bed, and in the morning he's gone.
Magnanimous is increasing…
Mr Sacks, indeed! (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Putting the Pieces together - The Taste of Lacre is increasing…
At your window
That night as you sleep, Mr Sacks crouches on your window-sill. His robe is the colour of salt, and his hood is trimmed with red fox-fur. I have brought you gifts, he whispers.
Accept the Wax-Wind
It will shrivel the meat from your bones.
Anger in his voice, like the lick of flames
The Wax-Wind blows from the Elder Continent, from the Mountain-of-Light. It will melt you as the Neath-breezes melt us. Nothing will remain of you, as nothing remains of me.
Gained: 1 x Antique Mystery
Wounds is increasing…
Something was here. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Accept a single crumb of bread
Unlocks: seeking Mr Eaten's Name 0
It will place a charge and a burden on you. This will begin a storyline that you will later greatly regret. Don't do it.
Hunger, like the distant call of crows
This will burn in you until you find what I was: until you inscribe it on yourself.
A twist in your tale! You are now
seeking Mr Eaten's Name.
Unaccountably Peckish is increasing…
Something was here. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Accept his heart and lights
Many times has he been consumed.
A dissolution
He reaches into his red-trimmed robe with both hands, and tugs. He collapses like a fallen tent, and lies very still. You return to bed. In the morning, your windowsill is heaped with fresh snow.
Gained: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Unaccountably Peckish is increasing…
Something was here. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Ignore him as best you can
Accept sinister gifts from a white-robed thing squatting outside your window? Yes, that'll end well. Turn over and sink into deeper sleep
A face lost beneath water
You've forgotten him too. Each trace is erased, year on year. Very soon, nothing will remain.
Nightmares is decreasing…
Something was here. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Accept the Name!
Unlocks: seeking Mr Eaten's Name 3
Though you will forget it when you wake. Even the memory of the visit will be erased. Lacre cannot bury the law.
A trace of sadness, like the frost which silvers the night
The light on the edge of sleep was mine. I was Mr Candles. I will not be again.
Something was here. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Nightmares is increasing… (Significant)
Ask him what he wants
Unlocks: Investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: scholars at Benthic College.
"The key to understanding these Sackses," the Dapper Bazaarographer confided in you, "is understanding their desires. That's the key to understanding everything the Bazaar touches."
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Down the chimney!
This Mr Sacks comes down the chimney in a floating welter of robes… much paler than the last time. One might call them anaemic. He desires wild words,
Mr Sacks! Take this limping rhyme.
Unlocks: 1 x Maniac's Prayer
Give up a Maniac's Prayer.
A restless creak
The hood gapes wider, and the Prayer vanishes within. He never touches his sack. It is as if he has consumed the sound. "I am hungry still," he whispers. "I think I will always be hungry." The whisper curls and falls to the ground. Or did he simply let something fall from his sleeve?
Gained: 1 x Whisper-Satin Scrap
Lost: 1 x Maniac's Prayer
Mr Sacks has requested wild words. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this wounded metal!
Unlocks: 1 x Correspondence Plaque
Offer him a Correspondence Plaque.
A cautious creak
The Plaque vanishes into the recesses of his many-layered robes. "Darkness for darkness," he intones. When he vanishes up the chimney again, he leaves something behind.
Gained: 1 x Thirsty Bombazine Scrap
Lost: 1 x Correspondence Plaque
Mr Sacks has requested wild words. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take the sky's pain!
Unlocks: 1 x Aeolian Scream
Offer him an Aeolian Scream.
A whimsical creak
"Here there is no sky. But the wind still blows. A puzzle for me, and a puzzle for you. Solve the puzzle and find a story in its heart. We will have need of stories. We are not chess-men, no? We are not chess-men."
Gained: 1 x Puzzle-Damask
Lost: 1 x Aeolian Scream
Mr Sacks has requested wild words. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Mr Sacks! Take this little work of the wind!
Unlocks: 1 x Storm-Threnody
Offer him a Storm-Threnody.
An urgent creak
"Yes, yes; the old thing had its own stories. We must have more of those, to drown the rising stories. It has heard ours for so long, do you see? And now it makes its own. Now it makes its own."
Gained: 1 x Parabola-Linen
Lost: 1 x Storm-Threnody
Mr Sacks has requested wild words. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
There! This is the one you were waiting for…
Unlocks: investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: the Knotted Sock
When a Sacks comes down the chimney, the Waif told you, it's time to say these words…and be ready.
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Mr Sacks, mutely
Mr Sacks looms like a clock-tower. Mr Sacks holds up a card, which reads: HO HO HO. Mr Sacks holds up a second card, which reads: COME WITH ME.
Decline the invitation
Who knows where it might lead?
Left on the threshold
He seems piqued, but it's hard to be sure, so silent he is. You close the door on his broad crimson back as he leaves, and spend a congenial night at home while the wind rattles the tiles.
Nightmares is dropping…
Wounds is dropping…
Mr Sacks has offered you a carriage-ride. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Accept the invitation
A crimson-lacquered carriage awaits you.
A rattling crimson stain
Up the carriage goes, north through Veilgarden, to Heartscross Hill, past the cemetery. Mr Sacks sits silently all the while, his hood turned to the window. He scribbles absently in a notebook with his left hand. The hand is gloved: but its fingers seem too numerous and much too slender. You sneak a peek at the notebook. The script is upside-down, and not quite Aramaic.
The carriage comes to a halt at the summit of the hill. The Neath roof is deep black above, pricked with blue-green light. All around you, London glimmers red and gas-blue.
Mr Sacks hands you a note. It reads: YOU WILL MAKE THE STORIES OR THEY WILL BE MADE FOR YOU. BE CAREFUL WHO YOU ARE. DO NOT TRUST THE BAZAAR. I HAVE NOT WRITTEN THIS NOTE. He waits until you've read it, and then tears it into tiny pieces. As the carriage returns through the streets to your lodgings, he drops the pieces out of the window, one at a time.
Your rooms have been searched. The searchers have been careful, but thorough; little is disordered, but they've been through every drawer and cupboard: examined every journal, manuscript and bill. Nothing is broken. Nothing is untouched.
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Mr Sacks has offered you a carriage-ride. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Refuse to go, but offer him a knife, and a candle
Unlocks: 1 x Skyglass Knife, 1 x Mourning Candle, Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar 3
He doesn't speak? That suggests something familiar.
A nod
He turns away from you for a moment; turns back, nods again as if to say, that's satisfactory, and hands you an oddly assorted sheaf of documents. On the top leaf he has printed the words SOONER THAN YOU THINK.
Gained: 1 x Bazaar Permit
Gained: 1 x Blackmail Material
Gained: 1 x Touching Love Story
Lost: 1 x Skyglass Knife
Lost: 1 x Mourning Candle
Mr Sacks has offered you a carriage-ride. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Decline, but offer him the chair nearest the fire
Unlocks: investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: February, of the Calendar Council
Tell him you have confidences for him. Just as February requested…
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Mr Sacks, at his limits
You step outside the back door to look up at the false-stars and consider the events of the last two weeks. And there at the back, a crimson blotch lies on the ground. It tilts its head up towards you. Melting lacre drips from the fur trim of the hood. The face within is a blurred, unreadable horror. "My dear…please…" it whispers.
Assist the wreck of Sacks
Whatever this is, it's suffering.
A helping hand
You raise it to an upright position. It stinks of ammonia and fish-guts. It forms words: "Do not be a pawn… in the stories…"
Boots tramp in the white mush around you! A troop of Special Constables led by a Bristle-Moustached Official descends. The melting Sacks is helped firmly into a black carriage. "I trust," the Official says, "that we may rely on your discretion." It is obviously not intended as a question. "But make no mistake: your good citizenship has been noted."
The Official climbs on the carriage: they are gone.
Gained: 1 x Favours in High Places
Magnanimous is increasing…
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is increasing…
Mr Sacks… is gone. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Take advantage of the situation
Gather up the lacre spilling from his robe…and go through that sack.
A curious tumble of trinkets
What's all this? Has Mr Sacks been visiting junk-shops? You sort through the contents as the white-and-crimson thing flops on the ground beside you.
A clatter of boots alerts you! You stow the sack, and a sizeable bucket of Sacksy lacre, as a troop of Special Constables jogs round the corner in front of a closed back carriage. "We'll take it from here," their bristle-moustached leader says. They watch you, gimlet-eyed, until you retreat into the house. Then they close ranks around the robed wreck, and you see him no more.
Gained: 44 x Rat on a String
Gained: 3 x Devilbone Dice
Gained: 1 x Map Scrap
Gained: 400 x Glim
Gained: 1 x Battered Grey Overcoat
Gained: 1 x An Unusual Pail of So-Called Snow
Ruthless is increasing…
Connected: The Masters of the Bazaar is dropping…
Mr Sacks… is gone. (Increases
Experiencing Strange Times: Twelve Days of Mr Sacks)
Now this is what you've been waiting for
Unlocks: Investigating the Twelve Days of Mr Sacks with: scholars at Benthic College.
What an extraordinary opportunity for research!
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