Cyrus took the time to fine a spot that was hidden from the road so if he could go through to the other side, the book wouldn't be discovered. Finding a place a good hike away from the main road and from any signs of human traffic he stopped and glanced at the book. [i] ten seconds? [/i]
He wondered before counting down slowly, positioning the book over him with one hand on the pages and another on the binding to hold it open. And as soon as he got to ten he quickly lowered it, pushing his arm through and getting a slight chill from the other side and rather then stopping he simply continued. His head went through and rather then gravity taking the book, Cyrus was in between the worlds. His head and arms in Jo's place, his lower torso and legs in his own. Cursing with his eyes closed he felt around and pulled himself through the rest of the way.

When he finally opened his eyes he took in a breath. Clouds. A city in the clouds. He could hardly believe himself. A shining city among the gods. A breeze blew past him, ruffling his clothes and sending a meager chill through his bones at the sudden change in temperature. It was then he realized that his breath in wasn't really sufficient do to the change in pressure and felt his lungs constrict significantly. Grasping at his chest he took slow, deliberate breaths till he became steady enough to look once again at the world around him. The grass was almost like a painters green. Fake and hard, not moving with the wind like the plains he was used to. The flowers were the same thing. Fake colours ontop of fake plants. Taking a few more glances over the edge to make sure this wasn't a dream or some sort of magic trick he looked towards the house and saw someone, Presumably Jo, peering through the blinds.

He shook the dirt off himself and adjusted his gloves and chains that wrapped around his arms before starting for the door. Stopping he looked at Jo again and took off his gloves to show there was nothing their. Then he focused on the thin portal between their worlds to bring his magic with him. It started as a gentle trickle and soon became a raging river. The power felt amazing, and it was even more powerful here then in his world. Smiling he created a fire snake that wrapped around his limbs, slowly coiling around him in a blue flame. It's head drifted towards the window with a serene sense of motion, acting like a real snake. It stopped inches from the window before turning into a rose and winking out of existence. Cyrus' next trick was creating a ball of white flame the size of a small orb and launching it upward to explode into a display of brillant hues of different temperature flames. 

Satisfied, He  picked up his gloves and Jo's version of the book before starting for the door. As he raised his hand to knock on the door it opened on it's own. Confused, Cyris walked through and smiled at Jo. " Ah. So this...truly isn't Einhal..." His voice had a deep lilt of Scottish mixed in it, " Or if it is. Are you gods? Is that why you live high above us. If so...then...I..." Cyrus tried to compute it all, however his mind just couldn't so he leaned against the wall in disbelief. "I think I need a drink...Do. Please tell me you have alcohol here?" He looked over at her with a hopeful gaze.