Danica was far from adept at Rune Magic. It was an ancient art, and rarely used in the modern world. It was no less powerful than the common form of m...gic, most of the knowledge of it had been simply lost to the ages when the quicker form of modern spell casting emerged. Danica's sister had learned the Rune Magic under the tutelage of the great Wizard Darkniciad, who had spent much time researching and re-discovering it. Devan had proved to be as adept a student at the Rune Magic as in the Art.. I decided this wasn't all bad, as I wanted to talk to him as well."I guess it's just you and me for a while," I said to Alan as I sat down opposite him in our living room."Looks that way," he replied."How was your morning with Jason?" I asked."Good. We had a good time. How about you and Meg?" Well, interesting," I replied."Oh ... you were having, 'the talk', weren't you?" 'Fraid so, Honey. I couldn't wait on it." I figured as much." Are you upset? You seemed pretty tightly wound about it last. The room faded. On the surface, the clouds raced away, and Béla slept in the warmth of the crystal sun."Angel, Goddess, whatever you are, please, wake up!"Béla moved her shoulder, attempting to disengage from whatever was pushing her back and forth. The movement became more insistent, shaking her awake. Something close by smelled really rotten. She opened her eyes and was blinded by the sun.'The sun's up! Why doesn't my head hurt?' she wondered, confused about where she was.As she woke up, she. Two men lifted Joy under her arms and put her on her knees with them on either side of her mother's head. OK little one, pee. They held Joy there till she couldn't hold out any longer and she started to piss. "Open your mouth and drink it Mommy." Abby didn't open her mouth and one of the men kicked her in the ribs. She opened her mouth just as Joy's first dribble started. Soon it was a steady, hard stream of hot yellow piss from her daughter that was going into Abby's mouth. She.