Darthius

The Alchemist and his bottles There once was an alchemist that lamented about his painful memories. Day after day, they reminded him of his past mistakes: choices, actions, lovers. Until one day he had an idea, a bright light amongst a dark room. He said “Wait a minute, I am the greatest alchemist there is! The heavens and the earth are at my finger tips!” So what he did was remove the memories that tormented him and put them in bottles. As time pasted he accumulated more and more bottles; sick of looking at them he put them in his closet, and then later buried them in the woods near his house. He began to realize that every time h