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The world would try its best to offer him new delights—shiny lint, sweet nectar, round things—but none could match the pure joy he felt in throwing and catching his cherished weapon. 
What Once Sailed Free
Michael Luo
He examines it. A few long seconds pass before he looks up at Xin Zhao. “You're the Reckoner.”
Silence.
Prey
Anthony Burch
Put distance between us. Regroup.
Turn around. Where vastaya? Maybe ran away. Maybe hiding, waiting.
This was the best part.
Perennial
Dana Luery Shaw
Again he nodded, but Satokka noticed when Ituren turned to go back into the kitchen that his eyes weren’t their usual color. For just a moment, so briefly that it could have been a trick of the light, his normally dark brown eyes were the same shade of amber-gold as the fox-eared woman sitting beside her.
In Search of Things Lost
John O’Bryan
With that, he fired his grappling hook into the eaves of buildings above and launched himself out of sight.
An Old Friend
His face betrayed none of those uncertainties as he walked between the columns of fierce, wind-chapped faces that seemed to judge him, looking for any reason to try him.
Galio
Using a system of pulleys, steel sledges, and countless oxen, they would pull the great stone figure to the battlefield. Many would-be invaders simply froze at the sight of the awe-inspiring silhouette looming before them—the titan who “ate magic” inspired a kingdom, and terrified those who opposed it.
Last Light
Alzar smiled gratefully and turned back to helping those he could save.
“It’s so dark,” said the man, waking at her touch.
Irelia
The shards of metal began to twitch, to twist, moving seemingly on their own, and Irelia felt the serene joy of the ancient dances once more... 
Soraka
And so her work took on renewed vigor, driven to unlock the untapped possibilities of all she met.
The Mountain
Like any place of myth, Mount Targon is a beacon to dreamers, madmen and questors of adventure. Those who survive the arduous journey to the foot of the titanic mountain are welcomed as fellow pilgrims by the scattered, tribal communities that have set up nomadic camps around its base.
Lee Sin
The wisdom of Hirana, Shojin, so much of Ionia’s ancient culture—all would be lost.
With no other choice left, he invoked the dragon spirit.
A tempest of flames engulfed him, searing his skin and burning the sight from his eyes.
Fizz
Many a misbehaving child has been warned on a moonless night: “Go quickly to sleep, or the Trickster will come and feed you to the fishes…”
Fizz is good-natured, but mischievous even for a yordle, and delights in confounding the people of Bilgewater.
Engineering the Nightmare
Made adjustment to the formula, and dispensed the new batch. The subject’s stupor broke in a piercing shriek as his skeletal structure fractured and reshaped. 
Syndra
Evard and his friends backed away in horror as the ancient tree twisted, its bark withering to a tarry black.
Deprived of the ghost-willow, the villagers grew concerned that their connection to the Spirit of Ionia had been severed, and Syndra’s family was to blame.
Pyke
Several harpoon lines secured the beast, and though it was far bigger and older than any he had encountered before, Pyke leapt into its mouth without hesitation.
As he set about his work, a deep vibration began to stir in the creature’s cavernous gullet.
Stains on a Name
John O’Bryan
A simple turn, just one elegant step, brought the blades back to her, their edges slick with blood.
LeBlanc
Matron of the Black Rose, LeBlanc’s identity is as intangible as the whispers that describe her, as ephemeral as the illusions that give her shape.
The Burden
Slowly, inexorably, and unrelentingly he forced his broken body to stand. He ripped himself from the mass of tentacles and advanced step by painstaking step, roaring through the agony. 
None Shall Pass
Jax lifted his mask and bit into the egg. He took a deep breath, tasting sun-ripened crops on the wind and freshly turned earth from the expanse of farmland stretching to every horizon.