A man who was supposed to be my enemy had given me that tattoo. He'd shown me that I could take the pain of my past and turn it into something beautiful, powerful, unstoppable. My tattoo symbolised my family, my Element, my undeniable strength and perseverance. But it also hid my weaknesses too. I disguised my scars because I couldn't bear the pain of the memories that went with them. I might have been able to use that pain to my advantage, but that didn't take the sting out of them.
