Spellscribed: Ascension by Kristopher Cruz

want to show you what I’ve been working on!” he said, walking into the other room without waiting for a response. Selene followed, puzzled.
                          “You know I can’t read that language of yours.” She stated.
                          Endrance shook his head. “No, I wrote up what I needed, but I was too mentally fatigued to test it. Now that I’ve been very well rested, I can show you what I’ve been working on.”
                          Selene watched as he picked up the short stack of parchment and walked to the outer wall. He opened the window shutters and then the window itself, letting cold winter air drift into the room. He turned back to her and smiled as he cleared the table of everything upon it.
                          He took a minute to review his notes, making sure everything was fresh in his mind. He committed all of it to memory as quickly as possible, but was prepared to study it again if he felt unsure about his retention. He handed the parchments to her and turned to the table. “Watch.” He exclaimed.
                          He began the long form casting of the spell, his hands and arms weaving and forming the proper positions as he supplied the power of his aura through his body. The words of power he carefully enunciated gave his spell substance, and when he completed his spell he clapped his hands together once.
                          As his hands came together, Selene felt a sudden rush of wind through the window which swirled around her, and in an instant, spiraled into his hands before they met. He kept his hands closed for a second, and she could see his eyes shut in concentration as he muttered something incomprehensible. Mere moments later he turned to her, his emerald eyes bright and his smile broad as he slowly opened his hands.
                          Hovering in the air half an inch over his palms was a beautiful winged woman made entirely of whirling winds. Like a miniature cyclone, her body was vaguely humanoid, but composed of dark swirling clouds that never ceased motion. Wings formed of slowly arcing lightning danced in the air, seemingly moving as a flat surface like a butterfly. The tiny storm creature had eyes like twin orbs of clear sky.
                          Selene’s breath caught in her throat. Endrance smiled and made a little shooing gesture with his open hands. “This is a storm sprite!” he explained joyfully. The sprite flitted through the air in the room, zipping up to examine Selene before going about in a quick circle to explore the room before settling into a slow rolling hover over the table surface.
                          “She’s beautiful.” Selene said. “How did you- ?”
                          “I called to her.” He said. “On the surface it seems like summoning, but in essence it is completely different.”
                          “I don’t understand.” She said. “It seems like you summoned her.”
                          “She would say otherwise.” He said, digging in his pocket and pulling out a copper coin. He set it on the table on its end and spun it with his thumbs, causing it to spin underneath the sprite. It playfully zapped the coin with a tiny stream of lightning, causing it to arc in a scatter across a few inches of the table. By the time the coin had ceased its spinning, the table had a new pattern of tiny scorch lines across its surface.
                          “The spell just sent out the call to a nearby elemental within range. If the sprite were truly unwilling to come, it would not have.” He explained. “Even so, the sprites usually have no noticeable physical form, so the spell also uses some of my power to give it form for a short while.”