RICHARD
Oh well, she did talk and boy she said everything I
needed to know. It was my turn, she might have trusted
me to tell me all she just said but I wasn't gonna
replicate such early conviction. I will centre my story
around my emotions and appeal to hers and will see
where it leads.
I was born in the year 1709,to a black mother and a white
Dad, but I took more of my Mother's skin, although I
wasn't fortunate to meet them, they died while I was still
a baby. I was given to my uncle who didn't have a child
and so I became both their special apple. One day, when I
was six, we were visited by middle aged woman who
urged us to leave town because of a planned attempt on
my life. She said I was special and important In the
balance of the supernatural world. She handed my new
parents a huge book which was written in a language I
still can't read till today. We moved and that started our
never ending cycle of relocation until their death of
course.
I was ten when I first noticed that I quick to anger. A
tease, a laugh could set me off, and I grew up That way, I
started to have a need for reorientation when I nearly
took the life of Daphne, my one true love. She was
beautiful, and the most caring person I had ever met. She
knew of my many flaws but kept on with me. Her love for
me saw far beyond any flaws. I first transformed when I
was twenty, I was so scared and hated my self for years
after then. The hatred for myself became absolute when I
discovered that I didn't seem to age after I clock 25. How
was I going to build a family when I will see them live,
grow and die. I was miserable, I hated myself and God for
my meaningless existence. I tried ending it all one night
when I Laced a knife with poison and Pierced my heart
with it, I fell and thought all was over until I woke up the
next day and was horrified to discover that I was not only
ageless but immortal. My body ejected the poison and
then healed itself. I became a drunkard after then cursing
my existence, I was told I was special but for what
purpose, what damn purpose?
I found a glimpse of that purpose when I met Daphne. She
turned my life around, the more I pushed her away, the
closer she came. She knew of my beast side but insisted
that I could use it for the better good. I could save lives ,
help people in distress. She was too perfect and too
good for me, I couldn't bear to see her live and die at a
ripe old age without kids. I decided then to leave her and
run away, I wrote her a letter and promised to be back
when she was about to leave this world. I was at death
bed together with herself kids and grandchildren, it was
both a painful and joyful sight and I haven't fallen in love
since then. I joined the army and fought for my country,
but I had to leave because I couldn't bear losing any
more friends to meaningless battles and knowing I could
help some but all not all and was eventually forced to
watch my friends succumb to their injuries and die.
Since then, I became a traveler until I ended up here in
your strange town. You know, we both want the same
thing - a big family, so why don't we just put more wood
to the raging fire, huh? I asked her. "Hold on , are you
stylishly asking me out, Cypher? She asked amused. Not
really in that sense but I wouldn't say I won't be tempted
to." You are funny, but no, I will pass though, we are just
beginning to know ourselves , if anything of such will
happen it will better we take it slowly, the last time we
came together, it didn't go well so it's best we understand
ourselves and get to know our magical bearings " she
replied. Hmmm, she was right though. But I want more of
that arse, I said sheepishly and I want more of that c.ock,
she replied with a grin.
I laughed and I brought out the huge book. It was black
like the night and seemed to suck the light from the
room, with inscriptions I didn't understand. She took it
from me and said, I think I can decipher this, it's an
ancient language only spoken by those who practised
magic - dark Magic. It became one of my studies as I
sought to understand the witches in order to break them
down. It says, "only those with opposing magic conduits
can read the texts of this book with their blood". "What
does that mean" she asked, but she was asking the
wrong person since I didn't have the faintest idea what it
meant.
