The rune is my name. It does not grant you magic, the same way other runes do. The ability my rune grants you is complicated. It allows you to… undo. Or maybe…” It pulled a strange face that I could not decipher. “Break?” it offered. I had ice water for blood. I was going to throw up. “And if I don’t want this rune? If I don’t want your name inked into my skin? What then?”

