What Once Sailed Free
Michael Luo
They may be alive, or dead—I do not know.”
He swallows hard. “The place I was born is known as Raikkon, a coastal village in the First Lands, which the people here call Ionia.
Search results for Graves
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Forest for the Trees
The squire turned and ran for the woods until thick black trunks passed in a blur. He pressed on, the frozen air burning his lungs.
Fragile Legacies
Dana Luery Shaw
The worst sort of thing for a six year old to see, when he’s crying so hard he can’t breathe. So I start shouting at him instead. ‘Do you know who I am?’ 
Where the Drakalops Roam
I’m carving those dark magical bastards apart, but they’re cutting me to ribbons. 
Puboe Prison Break
Matt Dunn
It doesn’t move me as it once did. Rakan takes it hard; I have to be strong for him.
At least the consul is safe.
Twin Dawns
As I launch myself from the gravity of this world, this Runeterra, I sense an emotion I have never felt from Targon before.
Cho'Gath
They are called the Voidborn, creatures so ancient and terrible that they have been removed from history altogether. It is rumored that the Voidborn command vast armies of unspeakable creatures on other worlds, that they were once driven from Runeterra by powerful magic lost to antiquity. 
To Herd A Cat
Dana Luery Shaw
Do they know how hard it is to climb up the ladder of academia without the support of a wealthy family or patron? 
Milio's Super-Special Adventure Reports
Elyse Lemoine
"Milio, what does that mean?" Good question! It means "smile forever." I learned it from a new friend, hehe.
Seams and Scars
Dana Luery Shaw
she asked, running a finger down a thick black seam.
“Everything has a spirit, and every spirit wants to be whole.
Meet Zoe
The moment she thought of the cake store, Zoe dove into the air, surrendering herself to gravity. While falling, she reached out with her consciousness to form a gateway.
Progress Day
Graham McNeill
They hand her to two swarthy Shuriman bladesmen, hard-eyed killers who’d sell their own grandmother for half a silver gear. 
The Slayer
But the main market was already packed with spectators, and Poppy found it hard to maneuver through the press of bodies. She squeezed through the legs of the townsfolk, most of whom were too inebriated to notice her. 
Diana
She urged Diana to put this heresy from her mind entirely, warning of the punishments that may befall her if she were to voice such thoughts to others. Diana had never seen her serious friend quite so grave.
Frustration gnawed at her.
Ahri
She hopes to carry their legacy forward, bringing good into the world like they did. No longer burdened by the heavy weight of her regrets, she also hopes to finally leave her stolen memories behind and create new memories of her own making. 
Akshan
He had spent his whole life seeing good people horribly mistreated while bad people did as they pleased without consequence. 
Unbound
He spoke about the love of brothers, the love of friends, of hard fights won and others lost, of family, of future, and finally... of freedom. 
Flesh and Stone
John O'Bryan
I don’t often meet small girl people. I only wake up to smash things,” he explained. “Do you have things to smash? Large things?” 
Ornn
Beneath a dormant volcano that bore scars from some ancient eruption, he labored day and night, forging whatever his heart desired. The results were priceless tools destined for feats of legend—the lucky few who have stumbled upon these relics note their bewilderingly high quality. 
Sisterhood of War Part I: Old Wounds
Ian St. Martin
Erath barely heard the quartermaster, his attention consumed by the great, lumbering beast before him. A giant saurian, the basilisk’s green flesh was hard as iron, and bulging with bands of dense muscle from its tree-trunk limbs to its long, thick tail.