It seemed that of the two of them, the woman tired of their discourse first. ”And here you are going back upon your own words of logic and redefining them without defining them to begin with. Enough of this. We do little more than go around in a circle. At least now you are aware of the feeling of assumptions being made without the regarding questions in relation, along with dictation as to what rules to follow without previously presenting them and believing them to be common knowledge.” Clyde grinned for a moment, after hearing her words. “How can one define something that is undefined? That is not even considering those things which are by their nature utterly undefinable, and defy logic and the feeble grasping of the mind to comprehend. But surely one cannot redefine something he has yet to define.” “And while not being common knowledge, I would call them... Common etiquette. Regardless, if our discourse is no longer of interest I do not mind passing on from it.” Of course, there was a bit of Clyde's mind that did mind. He did like arguing of logics, of matching wits, as it was something he enjoyed. Since becoming a Chaon this had not changed, but perhaps his tack in approaching arguments had. But then he had also realized things on that day that few ever learned. He had taken a small step towards understanding one of those undefinable things, something that in its innate nature was changing and inconceivable to a human mind. He still did not grasp it truly, but he believed he could see a bit, a edge, a small spark of the flame that was the concept. Perhaps he could even see some of its train of logic. ”Yes, auristics. What are you even trying to achieve?” Clyde smiled once more, shaking his head. Surely she did not expect things to be quite so simple? Her next words confused him as he took back the cube. ”Djed movement… around? Zigzag, lead round it on itself. Or split it and map it. Lead it, lure it. Weave it like a mesh… Narrow channels, grooves in a field, water runs down…” Looking over the cube, Clyde could see the two sets of paired lines, of pathways, which were going around the cube one way, and then the other... But he realized that as it was a cube, he had not covered on of the dimensions. Bringing his hands back to it, back to the res coating its surface, he turned the cube on its side. He needed to add a third pairing of lines, so that all of the pathways would be interconnected. If he added one final pathway to loop around, then each side would have the doubled X's lines on its face, as two different instances of pathways coursed over it, instead of only the two that currently did which was the "top" and "bottom". Breezing his fingers along, he engraved in the final pathway, starting on a face that currently only had one pathway flowing across it on way. Clyde started on a side, and etched in the glyphs towards the other side, crossing over the prior pathway. He would slowly turn the cube in his hand, and slowly curve the pathway around the four sides of this axis of the cube. As the pathway was completed on each side, there would then be left a pairing of X's as they united and crossed over. All in all the pathways would leave a mesh across the surface of the cube, a series of pathways and tunnels and roads that was interconnected and worked together. Now it did not matter which direction the djed came from, it would be able to flow around and across the cube to the other side. He felt silly now, for forgetting the third axis, and for forgetting the third set of pathways. The cube still in his hand, the res coating it would slowly seep upward and towards his palm, where it would disappear as he reabsorbed it. He no longer had need of the res, his carving was done. And he believed his stealth Glyphing was completed and functional... Handing the cube back to the woman, he would explain what he was trying, though he would wait to explain it till after she made the attempt at using magic on the cube, which he would feel via the sound of the djed upon the air manifesting on his aura. This way she would not know before she made the attempt what might happen. “Alright, go ahead, toss your magic at the cube again, and report what happens.” Clyde reasoned that if she attempted to use magic on it, and it failed, then she would admit it or not. But if she told him she failed without knowing it might happen, then she would be more likely to be telling him the truth. But if he told her what he expected before she attempted the magic... Well then he might as well just toss a spell at the cube himself for all the good it would do. Either way once she made her attempt of using magic on the cube, and then made her report, Clyde would fall into the following explanation. “Glyphing, is what I have used upon the cube. Glyphing of a high order I doubt you have seen, or will see, in another. It occurred to me before, when I was doing another project, that one can protect something from magic, using Glyphing anyways, in one of two ways.” “One way is to use barriers, which acts like a brick wall, and stops the magic from passing through or into it. However, I noticed afterward that this is rather noticeable. If you for instance tried to look into a room, and saw only blackness, you would not know what is in it. In fact, said blackness could raise your curiosity as to what has been hidden, if for instance all of the other rooms are well lit. After doing this, I thought perhaps there was a better way, a better method of magical protection.” Gesturing at the cube, Clyde would smile for a moment, before continuing onward. “This is the second option. Instead of using a barrier, which outright blocks the djed's passage, a pathway guides it. In this fashion the object itself is not affected by the magics, instead the magics are guided around and past the object without influencing it, without the magic interacting with the object so Glyphed. Unlike the first option which presents a noticeable void, a dead zone of magic where you cannot penetrate, this simply guides the magic around it and makes it untouchable by djeds. By comparison it is much more quiet, much less noticeable. I call it...” Finishing up, Clyde said with no small pomp and ceremony, and with a small pause for effect... “Stealth Glyphing.” |