Spoiler warning!
This page contains details about Fallen London Actions.

From: A dream about moths

Just watch, quietly.

Challenge information

Cardfan A matter of luck: It could go either way (success chance: 50%)


Fire into ice

The moths are barely there. Their wings are ice, thinner than the skin on a puddle after the first frost. […] The moths' wings crackle and spark as they consume the candles, flames and all: softly, like a fire blanketed beneath snow.

[Find the rest of the story at]


A sad destruction

The moths shimmer in the candlelight as they settle. They consume the flames at first, but the flames fight back. The fountain begins to flow with icy water.

Community content is available under CC-BY-SA unless otherwise noted.