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he smiled then said, "Runes, and basic magics. i'll teach you the basics, then he'll teach you the more powerfull ones. i'm more adapt to rituals then he his." he opeaned the book and drew a few symbols in the ground then looked at his son then said, "Remeber these runes that i draw there the building blocks in magic. and don't bother trying to kill him. he's an agent of death, just like me.... we all are in our own way." he recited a few syllables from memory, and help out his hand. the sand formed a small city. "This is one of my personal favriote spells. you see, i can get a birds eye view of it thus lets me pick out good routes to travel for pleasure or attack." he let it fall back into the sand.

"Allow me..." Matthew picked up Vanessa and began the walk back to his house. "I wouldn't want you to get hurt futhur thanks to my follishness. I'm very sorry Vanessa..."

"Hey. Hey! Put me down! I can still walk." Vanessa wiggled a little, trying to get him to let go. "What were you doing out there, anyway?"

Ixpath's voice echoed from nowhere. "You're trying to run before you can stand. To start, try drawing the glyph. It should be in the book, check the table of contents. You may wonder how i'm speaking to you. Scrying is one of the easier spells, if you know what you're going to see."

"Oi, you up there, I can see you ontop of my roof. You can come down at any time!" Matthew shouted he then looked at Venessa. "Yeah and risk furthur injury, I don't think so little missy,.."

((Ok, This is going to be my last post until next Thursday... See you then, everyone!))

Kyfen smiled too, at the little sand Kyfen. Bending down, he scooped up the sand, and began to copy the glyph.
One stroke going up, a curvy line down, straight right...
A wave of magic coursed through his entire body, making him shiver slightly, from the bottom of his spine to his head, as if a thousand spiders with needles for legs were swarming their way up his back. His vision became more vivid with colours, and the glow about Yata grew to an almost blinding light.
Am I doing it? Is this right?
Kyfen reached down to pick up a handful of sand, bringing it up to eye level again.
I can do it. Focus.
Kyfen dropped the sand, watching it fall slowly onto the glyph. Upon hitting it, he waited for the image in his head to appear, in all it's glory.
I want the sand to look like Dad. He thought, So there'll be a sand me, and a sand him. Happy in our little sand world.
Kyfen watched the glyph still, expecting something to happen at any moment. Which it didn't.
"Hey..." He said, disappointed, "It didn't work..."
Bending down, Kyfen touched the glyph, feeling that magic wash through him again.
Maybe, if I do this...
Kyfen closed his eyes, and concentrated on the magical energy coursing through his body. In his mind's eye, mental hands grabbed the raw magic and shaped it into something real- an orb of pure power. With a short spurt of willpower, he sent the orb running through the nerves down his arm, reaching his fingers and finally making contact with the glyph.
Kyfen waited, again. There was a pause, in this moment, a pause that seemed to last a little too long, like the calm before the storm.
And then it all happened at once.
A burst of furious colour shot out of the glyph, transitioning from something percieved to something real effortlessly, as if the coloured light was a physical substance, like paint. It span out of the glyph, which was now impossible to see, and grasped Kyfen, swirling up his legs and enmgulfing him in a blazing liquid light.
"Daad! Heeelp!" Kyfen cried, knowing instinctively that this wasn't supposed to happen. "Heee-"
His screaming stopped, eyes turning a milky mother-of-pearl shade, expression distant. A golden, dimmer light began to radiate out his skin, but it was quickly swallowed by the energy flowing out the glyph, which engulfed him entirely, sucking the body of the small, twelve-year-old immortal through the seal and into an unknown place.
As soon as Kyfen had disappeared through the glyph, it stopped- there was no light, no screaming, no Kyfen. The only thing that had changed was the glyph, now reading , and the little sand statuette of Yata, smiling at ihis little sand son.
((Not meaning to sound bossy, but it might be for the best if you don't find Kyfen until I'm back or a day or two before I'm back. It's your choice, though. Have a good summer!))

Merediana looked up from her game, surprised. Someone had seen her? She stood and glanced at them again. She had never seen the boy before- the girl had a familiar face that gave her pause, but she was unable to put a name to the face. Could they be examples of the so called 'immortals' that seemed to pop up more every decade? Whoever they were, they had addressed her rudely; normally under such circumstances Merediana would simply leave. Curiosity compelled her to stay. With a quiet sigh and a hop from the roof, Merediana drifted to the ground. Straightening her kimono and hair she bowed stiffly.

Merediana flinched at the sudden embrace and gave an awkward smile. Ahh- She thought. How could I forget? With a short cough and a step back, Merediana smiled.
"Matthew. Forgive me, I'm still half asleep." She nodded to the girl, Vanessa, and turned her attention back to Matthew. "Those incorrigible mortals had me at wits' end. I was getting less than a few decades of sleep at a time before they would wake me! The children started at it a dozen or so centuries after we last met. So, I am relocating."
As one of the more recent additions to the immortal fold, recent being within the last fifty-thousand years or so, Merediana did not like Matthew. He had horrible manners and seemed to attract younger immortals like flies. However, given his vast collection of friends, Merediana would rather he see her as an ally than an enemy.
"Forgive my presence on your roof- but I was curious. Just what were you doing exactly, before Vanessa here came along?"