The year is 1899, but perhaps the year no longer matters.
Seven years ago, the brightest and boldest of the Queen's scientists engineered a vessel that could pierce the veil between past, present and future and even travel to potential pasts and futures, timelines which before now only existed in mankind's imagination.
In the years between we have seen visited strange vistas, bright and dark, familiar and utterly alien. The most cunning, most daring, and in some cases the richest among us made our way onto these ships, to become tourists in our own histories, or the histories of our ancestors, or stranger times where the course of history took a very different path.
Art, Science, and Magic flourished. A great Golden Era was born.
It was to be short-lived.Despite our best attempts at Anti-Paradox regulation, we have now altered the past so significantly that the very fabric of present and future reality is tearing apart. Time Paradoxes abound, and Doomsday will soon be at hand.
We may have years left. We may only have days.
Let's make the most of it.