Demyan

London, A city in revolution. Its world famous cobble streets shrouded in a cloak of fog. A cloak made toxic by the fumes and smoke that bellow from the chimneys, the river boats and the from the internal combustion engines that drive the cities new horseless carriages. This was a revolution, a revolution of industry. It had begun in the last century, yet still roared on in this one, even with the death of the great queen a year ago, London, the world continued to power forward. This was a revolution of industry... a revolution of steam. In this fog a loan man walks through the streets of one of the more infamous parts of the city. The stree