The city of London sweltered in the heat of summer, 1858. But it was not merely the sun that baked the metropolis. An even more unpleasant force infested its very heart: the River Thames. Years of industrial waste had transformed London's lifeblood into a foul-smelling mire. The stench was oppressive, a miasma that clung to every cobblestone and pe… Read More

The year 845 AD. A chill wind whistled across the Seine River, carrying with it the scent carrying salt and fear. The Norsemen were upon us, a stormy swarm of warriors seeking glory. Their longships, like beasts of the north, sliced through the waters, their banners billowing in the wind. A city once proud now trembled beneath the threat of Valhall… Read More