Your (loved one) is here in spirit
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From: (Hinterland City Streets)
This city – your city – gives your memories a life outside yourself. Many of those memories are about the Neath. But not all.
Unlocked with 
Hinterland City - Founding Body is: Your Own Double, 
Ambition: Nemesis exactly 5000
Wiki note: There are two slightly different versions of this option, one unlocked with 
Hinterland City - The Style of a City exactly 18 - Cenotaphic, and the other locked with Hinterland City - The Style of a City exactly 18.
Success
Memories of things lost
[varies]
Description summary:
Both paragraphs change depending on the 
Style of your city.
| Style | First Paragraph |
|---|---|
| Remembered Heliconian Cartographical | It happens most often when [...] But the imprints are elsewhere too. The scent of a dish you used to share, which is only prepared on the Surface and cannot possibly be here. A doorknob of a peculiar design you've only ever seen on one person's door. |
| Celestial | It happens most often when you are in a crowd. Across a square, you see a walk or the back of a head that you know intimately. A voice lifts in laughter, and it is that laugh. The scent of a dish you used to share, a summer picnic taken in the grass. |
| Auroral | It happens most often when you are in a crowd. [...] it is that laugh. Sometimes it is a trick of the shifting light, the auroral colours repainting a passing citizen so that their coat is just the colour someone else used to wear. |
| Nocturnal | [...] A voice [...] in laughter, and it is that laugh. You catch the scent of a dish you used to share, which is only prepared on the Surface and cannot possibly be here. In the velvet darkness, you have no sights to distract you, only the perfect recollection. |
| Bazaarine | This is a city decorated in allusions and riddles. But every riddle has the same answer. Every inscrutable date enciphers the same birthday. Every rebus resolves to the same name. |
| Mycologene | FATE |
| Terpsichorean | FATE |
| Cenotaphic | There is no respite from the memories anywhere: of course there is not. You have shaped the whole city around recollection and grief. Whatever does not remind you of your loss, it reminds you instead of how you felt afterward. |
| Style | Second Paragraph |
|---|---|
| Other | You have a fresh story to tell, the next time you speak. And who knows? Your [loved one] might even fancy a visit here. |
| Cenotaphic | Your [loved one] cannot come here. It would be cruel to confront your once-[loved one] with so vast a shrine to how much was lost, and how little you recovered. |
[Find the rest of the story at https://www.fallenlondon.com]
Habituated to the Hinterland is increasing… (+1 CP)
You've gained 2 x Romantic Notion
You've gained 200 x Hinterland Prosperity
