there had been one consistency in his life ever since his resurrection . one repeating occurrence , one silver thread woven into his second life like a spider’s web . but the boy so desperately looking for a clue had yet to notice . the face had been among his first acquaintances with this current day and age , back within the confinements of the mental institution cecil had been admitted to .
ever since , the face had followed him wherever he went — features caught within a crowd , though never given enough attention to connect the dots and realize he had seen it times and times before .
all the while , questions of how and why lingered . hours upon hours were spent pondering over books and reports and spells and crystals , every attempt more desperate than the previous one , but he only ever found bits and pieces . perhaps’s and maybes , could be and might be’s . he longed for an answer behind his resurrection , an explanation , anything that would allow him more certainty with this new life he was given .
a new life he , though reluctant to admit it , never wanted . it was controlled by fear and uncertainty , the terror of being found out – either as a witch or practical zombie – pushing him to live a reclusive life . he spent his days focussing on getting by , making sure he answered questions just right so no one would realize he had no idea what they were talking about , learning more more more about the 21st century and all its mind-blowing inventions .
cementing his own existence within this new era had led the witch into the world of finances — one of the town’s banks , to be more precise . back at the institution they had set everything up he needed to exist in this century , but it had left cecil unsatsfied and with a feeling of dependence . switching banks was one of the first steps in severing any tie he could with the institution .
leaving the bank’s prestigious dwelling , cecil started making his way down the street . never having been one for staring down at a smartphone ( ha ) as he often saw others do , cecil took to looking around as he walked .
it didn’t take very long to notice the piercing stare directed at him . glare within eyes strong enough to make cecil start . he had the sense to look around , but the quick glance backwards only told him the stare was most definitely directed at the witch . cecil halted his pace , uncertainly , almost unwillingly , meeting the other’s gaze insecurely . despite the look presented on his face , cecil found the man to be pretty , though the thought did little to soothe his nerves . ‘ um , excuse me ? i - is there anything i can help you with ? ’
by the time tyki’s inner monologue receded enough to pay more mind to his surroundings, the subject of his dealings was already upon him. he did not start, though a spark in his mind kick-started a thread of lies that would allow him to escape this untimely situation.
rising to his feet to stand at full height, he lifted his hand &&. with a flick of his wrist, produced a fully bloomed black rose from the cuff of his sleeve. the watchful eye would have pierced the glimmer of magic that masked the flower’s smoky origins within his sleeve, but to any onlooker blinded by the cheap tricks so called ❛ magicians, ❜ it would come off as a well-hidden prop. tyki twirled the rose’s stem in his gloved hand before extending it to the young witch before him.
❝ it would seem you have a secret admirer, ❞ he said, his former grimace twisting into a sultry smirk. with a tilt of his hand, he would reveal a slip of paper nestled within the rose’s black petals ( petals that felt of living silk &&. smelled as strongly as any real rose’s fragrant perfume. ) ❝ they requested i deliver this to you. i do wish the best for you both. ❞
he left the rose in cecil’s possession &&. elegantly slipped around him, only to have disappeared from sight should the boy turn around to find him again. his swift-acting magic led him into a well-traveled alleyway. tyki hurried along, eager to tidy up his home. after all, he expected to have some rather interesting company very soon.
the note in the rose read as such:
it was followed by a peculiar address that would show no sign of residence on any map, but if inquired to any locals would arouse a sense of unease &&. confusion. many in the area did not recall why they found that location so disturbing even to think about, only that to think of it too long would make them increasingly uncomfortable. tyki looked forward to seeing how cecil would choose to handle this new information.
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