For one, said means does not yet exist, and it’ll take a genius to sort that one out. Luckily, we’ve got one of those. We call him Orlando.
For another, nothing at all can be built without materials, and no common-or-garden commodities will do. It’s got to be silver. The impossibly rare, virtually extinct kind.
This one’s on me, Val and Jay.
So it’s down into the depths of history in search of the answer. Could the crackpot alchemists of ages past really turn lead into magickal silver?
Everyone says it’s impossible. But if we can’t find a way to conquer the impossible, what’s to become of magick?
English both by name and nationality, Charlotte hasn’t permitted emigration to the Netherlands to change her essential Britishness (much). She writes colourful fantasy novels over copious quantities of tea, and rarely misses an opportunity to apologise for something. Spanning the spectrum from light to dark, her works include the Draykon Series, Modern Magick, The Malykant Mysteries and the Tales of Aylfenhame.