So that concludes generation two. Writing this, I always thought of generations one and two loosely making up the first ‘arc’. The Potion of Youth arc, thereof.
A random thought on those potions of youths. Being a medchem major, I have a few problems about how Leo went about this whole experimental process. Yeah people back then didn’t have FDA guidelines, and they always tasted the thing they discovered (including the guy that discovered cyanide, I heard) but it’s still weird. I mean, did he think a plant model would really translate into a human model?
Also from my roomie (a pharmacy major): “I hope he was wearing his big boy safety goggles. Ya know, good alchemy lab practice and all. What a shame, he could have gotten rich a lot quicker if he hooked everyone in town up with the strong stuff.”
I often think I wouldn’t be in a mess myself, if I’m hooking everyone up in town with the strong stuff. Whatever.
I find that I’m writing this legacy quite differently than if I were to write any other story. I think it’s because it takes place over lifetimes, and the cast of characters always has to rotate, and there’s a constant flow of time that marches on and on and on.
I see the entire ten generations of the legacy as one story, instead of ten individual stories. I write chapters that skip years ahead from the previous one with no explanation, only telling some significant events in their life and leaving out the rest. End result is, there’s not enough time to get to know one character. There’s a strange detachment of the events from the reader. There are so many holes in the story you may as well be reading a sponge.
Yeah I know I can just write more for each generation. But I don’t think I will. The story is about the family as they are battered by time, after all. Thank you all for reading this story despite all its flaws. See you all in generation 3!