“Why was it pulsating like that?” Almost as if it were alive. The image he’d shown me flickered and disappeared as he lowered his hand and met my gaze. “Because of you, Harlow.” I blinked at him as the words sank in. “The way you throw runes is similar to Everdark magic. The weave can sense it . . . the chaos, the darkness . . . and it reacts. Every time you do it, there is a ripple in the weave. The more energy you give the rune, and the closer you are to the weave, the stronger the response. If it tears, and we aren’t able to repair it quickly enough . .
