Prologue- The Alchemist
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prologue, the alchemist picked up a book that someone in the caravan had brought. Leafing through the pages, he found a story about Narcissus. The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, Ah, youth who knelt daily beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty. He was so fascinated by himself that one morning he fell into the lake and drowned at the spot where he fell. The flower was born, which was called the Narcissus. But this was not how the author of the book ended the story. He said that when Narcissus died, the goddess of the forest appeared and found the lake which had been freshwater, transformed into a lake of salty tears. Why do you weep? The gust asked how we for Narcissus, the lake replied. Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus, they said, for though we always pursued him in the forest, you alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand. But was Narcissus beautiful of the late cast? Who better to know that than you've gotta said in wonder? After all, it was by your bank that he knelt each day to contemplate himself. The lake was silent for some time Finally, it said I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see in the depths of his eyes my own beauty reflected What a lovely story the alchemist thought.