of fae and witches

Spellcasting and Formulae

Tommy was shocked.

He didn't expect the fae to just straight up give him a name.

It may not be its actual name but still, it actually found him amusing enough to have the audacity to call it something.

"You actually gave me a name?" His posture softened, voice quieter than usual.

The fae - Wil - Raised an eyebrow.

"Aww, why so surprised? Did you not expect me to give you a little nickname?" It cooed.

The fae's cooing created a spark of warmth in Tommy's heart.

He put that feeling into a hole, and buried it.

"Think of it as a reward of being so smart." Wil simply added, ruffling Tommy's hair though still in the circle.

Tommy winced once the fae's hand met contact with his hair.

He didn't want to upset or anger it.

"Say, since I gave you a name.."

Tommy gulped.

Of course.

He shouldn't take gifts from fae lightly.

It may just be another way to trick the victim or make the target owe them.

"Why don't you..."

Tommy was ready for the worst, snapping his eyes tightly shut.

"Visit me tomorrow?"

Tommy cracked an eye open, slowly opening the other.

"What?"

The fae grinned.

"You heard me! It's incredibly lonely, and since I'm sparing you I just want you to visit again." Wil replied, practically glowing at the thought.

Tommy swallowed his saliva.

"Sure?" He said with uncertainty.

Wil's eyes seemed brighter than usual.

"Great! Be there 9 am sharp or else I will curse you."

Tommy wasn't unsure how to react to Wil's last line.

He sighed.

"Alright then. Goodbye." He said, picking up the dropped ginger, only to place them in a little satchet on his belt and head towards his cottage.

He could feel the fae's eyes boring into the crown of his head as he walked away.

He was greeted by an incredibly happy Clementine at the cottage.

"Tommy! Tommy!" She practically yelled in glee, knowing he was here as of the door opening.

"What is it, Clem?" Tommy answered, placing the ginger in a little container and storing it away.

"You know that tradition where witches leave for a year to strengthen their magic?"

Tommy sighed.

"Tell me you aren't planning on goi-"

"Can I go? Pleaaasee? Tomorrow's the perfect day and time!"

Tommy exhaled sharply.

"Alright then. Let me make some adjustments to my spell."

Clem squealed in glee, rushing upstairs to start packing.

Tommy, meanwhile, was working on the spell for Clem yet again.