The Alchemist's Prologue As the chatter of the last story died down, the kind guest looked around frowning. Another of the company has yet to offer to tell a story we've been longing to hear. Finally our humble host located the Alchemist, who continued to mope. His hair was disheveled, as was the robe on his back. He wore glasses for good vision which he lacked. He looked uncertain but rode with the crowd, It has been a long time since he spoke aloud, And I was with a company as large as us. The host solved this problem by calling the young man him. "Our alchemist friend, what would you say? Wouldn't you share a story with us on this day?" Taken aback, the alchemist replied "I will tell the truth, though I might have lied, yet I must find a story to tell. But if a story is what you desire, very well, I will give it to you. Just give me time to think. And I'll summon one before you blink." He twiddled his thumbs, deep in thought, searching for the story the company was looking for. Alas, the alchemist stopped and smiled, Imagining a tale to leave the company deceived. “There's one now, so don't worry. It's sh...