A Million Lights In London
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 3h 33m
Ongoing, First published May 11, 2019
Light. We all need it. Nobody will ever admit it, but as a species, we're terrified of the dark. So much so, that not only do we light up our own homes, but we light up the world outside as well, as if the moon and stars aren't strong enough to brighten up the night. Gas lamps lined the streets, and although we took them for granted, their illumination provided great comfort from the dark. Nobody likes the dark. Very few know how to fight it, to get rid of it and make sure it can't consume the rest of us. And yet we barely know the dangers. You could never know the sacrifices. You could never imagine the blood spilled. So many gave so much. And we never even knew them. So if it takes people to fight the dark, who are they? Where are they? Why is it, that when you look out your window at night, electric street lights gleam their white artificial glow? What happened to the gas lamps, and where did their lighters go? Do you  really want to know? The night has the darkest stories. But, if you think you can handle it...
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