Blood Over Bright Haven -

The first knot silenced the alarms. The second knot made the watching gargoyles blind. The third knot… the third knot required a price. Not his blood—too cheap. His name . He whispered it backward into the amber pool. It felt like tearing out a root from the base of his skull. He would never hear someone say "Kaelen" again without a pang of vertigo.

Tonight, he would break it.

Kaelen knelt. "To show them."

The wave reversed. The screams faded. The lanterns reignited, though their glow was paler now, as if tired. Above, the Luminari would be scrambling, blaming a "transient aetheric anomaly." They would hunt for a saboteur. They would find no one. Kaelen had un-named himself. Blood Over Bright Haven

He tied the third knot.

And the wound spoke.