The Last AlchemistElara, however, had been raised on whispers and forbidden texts by her grandmother, a descendant of a hidden lineage. She wasnt interested in turning lead into gold; she was interested in the essence of things, their vibrational frequency, how they interacted not just on a molecular level, but on a well, a soul level. Her laboratory, powered by scavenged solar cells and hidden beneath a sprawling hydroponics farm, was a haven of bubbling beakers,