The Hazrax made a rattling, wheezing sound. Was it laughing? “A two-part gift,” it said. “I gave you the first part last night.” “What are you talking about?” Its eyes, unnervingly black and bottomless, drifted down my body and settled on my hand. Oh, for fuck’s sake. “This?” I held up my hand, showing my runes. “This was from you?” “Indeed. You will have to work for most of your runes, but some of them may come as gifts. And this one was gifted just in the nick of time, wouldn’t you agree?” “What does it do? What does it mean? I can’t find a translation for it anywhere.” “And you won’t. It is
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