ideas, anecdotes, imagery: or, a mad girl writes a novel.
bandagypsies: opium den
RELEVANT TO MY INTERESTS. Oh Rue, you and your Sordid Past.
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It’s like someone took London Beneath from my imagination and photographed it.
asdfkjhf THIS IS SO PERFECT tunnels with worlds inside, a beehive of ancient things. STEALING FOR THE NOVEL.
So, yes. Not all of London Below looks like this, but I imagine the vampires in particular would like this network of beehive-stacked corridors and things; they look very catacomb-like. The bottom of the enclosure serves as some sort of courtyard, or meeting-place, where things may be Discussed.
Interior of London subway in the 1890’s.
RELEVANT TO MY INTERESTS. ♥
I really, really need to read more about London subways and catacombs and how they intersect, if people found things underground when they built these. I think there would be a lot of vampires in the subways, especially young ones, ones who hadn’t quite let go of the human world and its trappings, slipping out of their catacomb passages, to this place in between the City Above and the City Below. In that position, the Underground could be a very powerful place, perhaps a place of truce and trade, or perhaps a place of danger, a place where the lines are blurrier and the barriers are thinner. Or perhaps it is a point of contention: the Above-grounders trespassing in the world Below where they have no business and behaving as though it has always been theirs and it is meant to be theirs — as the English were ever so fond of doing! And since everyone is a little afraid of the City Below, perhaps this is their way of daring, of taking control and saying that they won’t be intimidated, that they are the ones with the power. But then a lot of ordinary people would probably never ride the subways out of terror of being eaten, so perhaps it’s not so complicated as that. I think I like the idea of it being a sort of meeting place, an in-between place, with an uneasy, oft-broken unspoken truce.
Also I really freaking love subways, ancient and modern.
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She looks rather like Alba Kersey, the proprietor of a book-and-junk shop where Evangeline purchases a very odd book. Alas, I have no idea what the significance of either Miss (Mrs? SEE I KNOW NOTHING) Kersey or the peculiar book is, but it will probably come eventually…

St. Paul’s from Ludgate Circus by Alvin Langdon Coburn, 1910
I love this. Yes. (For some reason I often picture Evangeline in white and pale blue, also.)
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I cannot help it: I saw this picture, my heart leapt, and I thought “Mr Caruthers!” delightedly to myself. Although if these books are on his desk they are rather astonishingly organised; where are the greasy newspapers from orders of chips and the large blotches of careless ink and the small pocketknives with rather arcane attachments and the masses of papers scrawled over in a hand even he can barely read afterwards?
A kinetoscope flicker of one of Evangeline’s memories: her sisters, long ago, on a half-dreamed holiday in the country.
I definitely imagine Evangeline in dresses like these. Pretty and simple, unique and flattering. The blouse & skirt is very librarianesque, I think.
Resembles another of Rue’s disreputable sorcerers’ revels, like the one at which he meets Reynardine. I seem to have a bit of a Thing for mad and somewhat debauched magical revels, dear me.
Apparently I also have a Thing for posting to the wrong blog and not even noticing for an entire day.