together at the computer, and Sonia asked again, âSo, go on, tell me, what was this mysterious message you got?â
âWell,â said Pedro, âit was in those weird fancy letters, with the first letter on the page written very big and surrounded by all these detailed illustrations in gold and red and blue.â
âGothic,â said Will, the medieval expert. âThat kind of writing is called gothic script. And the way the first letter on a page is all coloured and illustrated â thatâs called an illuminated initial.â
âBut what did it say ?â Sonia asked.
âIt started with two sentences that I remember exactly,â said Pedro. ââTo you I will tell it. I am not who everyone thinks I am.ââ
â Cool! â said Sonia. âA mysterious character. But it could easily be part of the game. If nobody can hack into a CD, then the message must already have been part of it, no?â
Will spoke then. âI thought the same, at first, but we soon saw that it couldnât be.â
âThat was what I thought too,â Pedro went on. âBut the very next thing in the message was an apology for butting into our game and interrupting what we were doing. The message explained that there was no other way, because they needed to communicate with us and simply using the internet wasnât working.â
âThat made us realise it couldnât be part of the game,â Will interrupted. âI mean, come on, like anyone would talk about the internet in a medieval game? So I wanted to close it down and get on with the game, but Pedro wouldnât let me. And then this whole stream of other letters started appearing like mad, page after page. The guy was telling this big long story, and he wouldnât let us play on.â
The boys told Sonia that the messageâs mysterious author introduced himself, saying that he wasnât actually the wizard they had seen in the game moments before. He was just an assistant who was still learning the secrets of alchemy. But he studied a lot, and he could read and write and knew Latin.
âHe was explaining the whole time that he could read well and quickly,â said Will. âHe said that he was used to reading, that he had studied in some monastery, but that at that time almost everyone was illiterate.â
âThe Brainy Hacker always says stuff like that,â said Sonia, as if she were talking about an old friend. âAnd then?â
âThen he said that a long, long time before, on a day on which the wizard was performing one of his experiments looking for the Elixir of Youth, there was a little accident.â
âWait a minute,â said Sonia. âThis elixir â whatâs that? I thought alchemy was about the Philosopherâs Stone?â
âYes, thatâs right,â said Will. âThe Philosopherâs Stone was a mysterious substance that could turn everything it touched into gold, and it was a stone, of course.â
âHence the name,â Sonia added with a grin.
âYes,â Will went on, âand the alchemists were always experimenting to see if they could find the powerful substance of which this stone was made. They hoped that one day someone might find the stone among some treasures in the East or something. But the other thing they were interested in finding was the Elixir of Youth, which was a liquid. The Stone and the Elixir were different things, but some scholars believed that the discovery of the Stone would be a first step towards finding the Elixir. Among the aims of alchemy were the discovery of the Stone and the Elixir, and also other things, such as the Machine of Perpetual Motion.â
Sonia was beginning to be sorry sheâd asked. She hadnât really wanted a lecture on alchemy.
Alchemy was not very highly thought of any more, Will said, but in fact the alchemists of old had done a lot of important research.
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