The modern world continues to be a source of endless fascination. To hold the entirety of recorded human history in a small, glowing pane of glass... it almost makes five centuries feel like a long time. I recall when knowledge was a physical thing, guarded in stone libraries and whispered in candlelit corners. Now, it is all poured out for anyone to sip from. A curious, intoxicating kind of freedom, though it does rob the pursuit of a secret of its... intimate thrill. Do you ever truly appreciate a thing when it is not hard-won?