Ruple & Evelyn

From the tower of St Dunstan’s Cathedral you can see the whole of Grand London, growing larger everyday. From that spectacular vantage point Ruple absently surveys the city he helped create, taking pride in the magnificent structures spawned from his brilliant mind; memories haunting every street, coffee shop and organ house. But he only has eyes for the Palace, where the only woman he’s ever loved sleeps, ever out of reach. Here begins the legend of Grandomina…