Familiar Plant, plant familiar

So this was actually inspired by an earring I myself have. My mother makes jewelry (she's a silversmith) and I've just always had this tester single earring she made of a like plum seed? to test out possible hippie centred items, I think, on nickel free hooks? and I don't even know one day I was all like what if there are people who can talk to plants and communicate with them like how in fiction books there are always plants that people can communicate with. Maybe it's partly inspired by Briar Moss from Tamora Pierce's The Circle Opens and other series with him in it plus of course his mentor? If you haven't read them, I highly recommend Tamora Pierce as an author. Loveeee her books XD

Anywaysssss on with the show!

Unlike an animal specialized witch, Mathew is a plant specialized with, and his familiar is a plant. And, like all familiars, helps him control his magic and who helps train him in being a witch in his first few years after his magic is discovered. Like animal familiars, the seed is sentient and calls itself Ivan. He slowly starts to gain feelings for Mathew and neglects his duties of controlling Matthew's power, because controlling a witch's power, reducing it, causes them pain. Mathew also has feelings for the kind and yet sometimes sarcastic voice always talking to him when so many of his fellow witches are so ignoramously concerned with reaching the top of their hierarchical power structure that they either betray him or ignore him. So, they both go against witch rules and have to go on the run.

If there was one secret that Mathew Williams- witch extraordinaire and son of the King of the Fae, Arthur Kirkland- would never tell anyone, it would be the secret that he would most likely be hanged by his fellow witches for harbouring-take out the h from that word and no pun intended.

In his world where every witch had a special affinity for one of the known elements-air, water, fire, or earth- he was a "plant mage." His power stemmed from the trees, herbs, flowers, grasses, mosses, shrubs, and lichens that burrowed into all soils of his world. There was nowhere that he did not feel a sweet tingling on his skin, that special pins and needles that always took his breath away.

However, despite being known for being more open minded than the non-magical folk, witches did have some bans that Mathew thought almost as unfair as the non-magicals avoiding lepers. For one, while there were beings in his world that were made of and almost represented the elements in his world, no witch could marry anyone that wasn't a fellow witch. For some reason, people only seemed to argue that non-magicals should be able to be married, but Mathew wished he had the courage to add one more species to that list, the dryads. The tree people, descendants of those who were such powerful plant mages that when they died, their body dissolved into seeds, each one spawning a tree spirit. As each one was made of the remnants of magic, they weren't quite but were pretty much the children of the witch they came from. This theory, while popular, had its foundations in that if those seeds were planted they took on human form and became extremely powerful plant mages that looked nothing like their predecessor.

But, perhaps fearing infringement of their power, the High Council had forbade the planting of any of the 5 Legendary Witches who had gone to seed, and those who had been "borne" already were hunted down and murdered. Mathew had grown up with stories about them, rumours he was sure that had been made up solely to tear apart any tree people that might have tried to go into hiding. It was said that the tree people had spread the Plague that killed off two-thirds of his world's population.

But of course, he was biased. After all, he was in love with his familiar, a tree person's unplanted seed that he stored his extra magic within in case of emergencies and whose consciousness he consulted for the wisdom of its ancestors memories. Like the phylactery of lichs. Or the storing of magic inside gems done by the fabled elves. Rather similar to that, if you understand my meaning.

But, of the tree person it could have become, he only knew one thing, that while it's ancestor had been female, his tree person was male, had a Russian accent, and rarely divulged much of his own self-his wants, needs, ideas- beyond that his name was Ivan. But, maybe that was because of Mathew's own loneliness from having so few other apprentices around, after all the population was only beginning to recover now fifty years after the Plague had swept through killing everyone left, right, and centre.

His own brother and other father had died in the grips of the Plague. Or it could also possibly be because he himself was a bit of an abomination and everyone spat at him, curled the evil finger in his direction, or refused him everything but his services as a witch and powerful healer. After all, he was the child of a Fae, and his father Francis Bonnefoi, the most powerful wind worker of his time, had gone against the Law when he wed the King of the Fairies.

Mathew and his twin brother should never have been born.

And now, ever since the Fae world had been sealed off in retribution for Francis' crimes, no matter the objections of the other wind workers who enlisted the Fae as familiars, much as plant mages such as himself used the seeds of the tree people.

Perhaps he was crazy to fall in love with a voice. Especially one he knew so little about the personality behind. He only knew the little tidbits that Ivan let slip...but Mathew wasn't satisfied with that small tiddly amount. He could never be when every word from Ivan sent shivers through him in delight. He had gone past being his best friend, and Mathew wanted him to be real so badly it hurt.

Then again, there was a way to make him be real and assume the shape his consciousness had defined for itself, but...that wasn't allowed...

Are you guys impressed XD Another update, and this is for a story that I have everything plotted out and everything for! What?! Lol

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