And Einar smiled. "Now," he said to Lyra, "let’s write a new one."
Einar looked at Lyra, then at the tiny, flickering Sigil. He had one erasure left. One sentence to kill. ragnarok libros
But as they faded, new words crawled up from the margin, written in a hand that was not his. And Einar smiled
Lyra sobbed. "I wanted to burn it all down. I was so angry." And Einar smiled. "Now