This is one in a series of "Distance Divided by Time" stories. To find the link for the others, click hereIn my time, there was a war going on. Not a physical war, but a conflict in intellectual ideas. On the one side, you had those who believed in a merging of scientific ideas with the supernatural.
They sought the elixir of life and were known as alchemists.
Opposing them, there were those who believed that the science alone was the only truth in the universe.
They believed machinery was the only real "magic" and they went by the name of tinkerers.
My father, William Clavell,
wanted me to follow in his footsteps as an alchemist.
His archrival, Randall Landgraab,
was also recruiting me heavily.
Both made fantastic offers. Given the wonderful opportunities each provided...I chose neither.
Instead, I joined her Majesty's Ariel Navy as a sky privateer.