The city of London breathed in the heat of summer, 1858. But it was not merely the sun that baked the metropolis. An even more detestable force infested its very heart: the River Thames. Years of industrial effluents had transformed London's lifeblood into a foul-smelling mire. The stench was overwhelming, a miasma that clung to every cobblestone a
A Stain on Humanity: The Zong Massacre
In the depths of 1825, a abominable crime took place aboard the slave ship Zong. Driven by callousness, the ship's captain, {Lord Graeme|Captain Luke|John|], ordered that over 130 African captives be thrown overboard. The massacre was not a random event, but a deliberate more info decision driven by the desire to increase insurance payout for the l
London Choked
In the year 1858, London was consumed by a stench so horrendous that it became known as "The Great Stink". The River Thames, once a sign of life and trade, had become a sewer overflowing with waste. Residents were driven to conceal their noses as they traversed the streets. The stench was so widespread that it saturated even the homes of the gover
Stream of Luscious Ruin
A whisper travels on the breeze, a tale spun from sugary lies and bitter truths. It speaks of a river, its waters glinting with the allure of intoxication. But within its depths lurks a darkness, a seductive lure that promises wealth at the cost of innocence. They here say those who stumble in its current are forever consumed by the river's power,