From: [[]] Lavishly oiled and patted down, this is the ideal tonsure for those who prefer the shadows. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
You slide through the narrow streets of Fallen London like a greased eel and pass unnoticed through a crowded market. Your hair reflects the moonish light in iridescent sparkles.
From: [[]] Lavishly oiled and patted down, this is the ideal tonsure for those who prefer the shadows. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__