Finally!

How long has it been? a week? two weeks? It seems like forever since I had that giddy feeling of visiting my blog.

School has been a drag lately. Finals came, heartaches, things changed and all that shit. With all the disturbances, finally I am finished reading The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel: The Alchemyst Book. It happened on a boring Sunday afternoon. I found myself being out of my uncertainties, and then I desperately find ways to escape my boredom. And there, I found the Book. Instead of reading the last page where I left off, I read again the very first page and read it all over. Merely finishing the book, questions came out from my mind. How can I buy the second edition of this book? Do I have to buy the second one? I'm at least reading the last part, but why am I feeling that this is just the beginning? Why am I this thrilled and desperate of having the second book? Really, I'm not kidding. When I bought this book, it was my extra money from my allowances and I really, as in really saved just to buy it. It was the verrrrryy first book I'd ever bought. And sem-break is approaching, where should I get all the money I need? I'm on the edge. Really, I don't know. Haha


Why am I INTO this?
It's a series with subtle mixture of mythology and folklore and history. Countless gods, heroes, monsters, spirits, and historical figures who brighten (and darken) the story keep the reader flip the pages with excited hands.

The bizarre world of The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel is, as the name suggests, filled with secrets, mysteries, half-truths, and half-lies. The plot revolves around Nicholas Flamel, the celebrated Alchemyst; his wife Perenelle Delamere, the powerful Sorceress; the archvillain John Dee, alchemist, necromancer and magician; the twins of legend, Sophie and Josh Newman, the Silver and the Gold, one of whom will save the world, and the other fated to destroy it; and a number of Immortal humans, Elders, and other magical beings that have no right to exist outside daydreams and nightmares.

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   I am legend.

   There was a time when I said that death has no claim over me, that illness could not touch me. That is no longer true. Now I know the date of my death, and that of my wide, too: and it is today.

   I was born in the Year of Our Lord 1330, more than six hundred and seventy years ago. I have had a good life, a long life, and I have been many things in my time: a physician and a cook, a bookseller and a soldier, a teacher of languages and chemistry, both an officer of the law and a thief.

  But before all these I was an alchemyst. I was the Alchemyst.

    

  I was acknowledged as the greatest Alchemyst of all, sought after the kings and princes, by emperors and even the Pope himself. I could turn ordinary metal into gold, I could change common stones into precious jewels. More than this: I discovered the secret of Life Eternal hidden deep in a book if ancient magic.

  Now my wife, Perenelle, has been kidnapped and the book stolen.

  Without the book, she and I will age. Within the full cycle of the moon, we will wither and die. And if we die, then the evil we had fought so long against will triumph. The Elder Race will reclaim this Earth again, and they will wipe humanity from the face of this planet.

  But I will not go down without a fight.
  

  For I am the immortal Nicholas Flamel.

—From the Day Booke of Nicholas Flamel, Alchemyst

   Writ this day, Thursday, 7th June

   in San Francisco, my adopted city