1832 – The Song Of The Alchemist (by silco97)

By:Ambros ::When King Maraneon,s alchemist had to leave his station. After a laboratory experent that yielded detonation, The word went out that the King did want A new savant. To mix his potions and brews. But he declared he would only choose A fellow who knew the tricks and tools. The King refused to hire on more fools. ::After much deliberation, discussions, and debates, the king picked two well-learned canidates, Ianthippus Minthurk and Umphatic Faer, an ambition pair, Veid to prove which one was the best. Said the King, “There will be a test” They went to a large chamber with herbs, gems, tomes, Pots, measuring cups, all under high crystalline domes. ::”Make me a tonic that will make me invisible,” laughed the King in a tone some would call risible. So Umphatic Faer and Inthippus Minthurk began to work, mincing herbs mashing metal, refining strange oils ,cautiously setting their cauldrons to burbling oils, each on his own ,sending mixing bowls mixing, sometomes peeking to see ehat the other was fixing. ::After they had worked for nearly three-quarters an hour. Both Inthippud and Umphatic Faer winked at the other, certain he won. Said King Maraneon, “now you must taste the potion you’ve wrought, take a spoon and sample it right from your pot.” Minthurk vanished as his lips touched the brew, but Faer tasted his and remained apparent in view. ::”You think you mixed silver blue, blue diamonds, and yellow grass!” The King laughed, “Look up, Faer, up to the cieling glass. The light falling makes the ingredients you choose Quite diffrent hues.” “What do you get, asked the floating voice, bold, “Of a potion of red diamonds, blue grass, and gold?” “By God,” Said Faer, his face in a wince, “I’vr made a potion to fortify my own intelligence.”