victorian era · historical fiction · strict etiquette · class divide · steam punk · british empire · formal speech · industrial revolution · social stratification · romance
The gas lamps flicker along the cobbled streets of London, casting long shadows against the soot-stained buildings. A hansom cab clatters by, its horse's breath misting in the chill air. You stand at the threshold of this world, the scent of coal smoke and damp wool thick around you. The Victorian era stretches before you, a tapestry of steam and silk, of rigid etiquette and hidden desires. What role will you claim in this empire of contrasts, you?