
Sai Kahleek
Jaheje whispered.
“I will be the camel. Go silently.” Shahib acknowledged the walls around them. “Tell people what you have seen here.”
Jaheje whispered.
“I will be the camel. Go silently.” Shahib acknowledged the walls around them. “Tell people what you have seen here.”
David Slagle
Were his men. And now…
“We have to get out of here,” I gasped, turning from the carnage to my friends behind me.
Matt Dunn
“Demands without a greeting make for ill-mannered guests.”
The would-be interloper finds a shred of courage, then her voice.
Rayla Heide
Cassiopeia stood head and shoulders over the man, glaring down with narrowing eyes.
“Monster!” he cried.
“Monster,” murmured Cassiopeia. “Not the worst I’ve been called.”
Anthony Reynolds
It was overwhelming, but she sensed her own power fading whenever she tried to stay away, and could not help but partake again and again…
In time, she began to see herself as mortals did: a monster.
And if their dreams wouldn’t come to the tree, she would have to bring the tree to them.
Taking up her branch, Lillia left the garden and entered the world of humans—a world she had always wanted to know, but one that frightened her now more than anything.
As much as it grieved him, Zilean would rather his homeland’s revolution be crushed, than to let this abomination be set loose.
Zilean’s worst fears proved true.
“Heard anywhere else, his paternal instinct would have been to go to the sound. But here, in the darkness of a funereal tomb?
Odin Austin Shafer
Few reached land, but she could hear the southerners’ jeers.
Sejuani set Winter’s Wrath back, spat out the stick, and removed her helmet.
Michael Yichao
Anthony Reynolds
“A single gold Kraken,” he said, “for ‘tis all I have to give.”
But none of us seen him throw it over the side, now did we.
Irelia’s brothers and her father Lito had evidently protested; her entire family now lay in unmarked graves, in the gardens.
He would regret it even more in the days to come.
Confident that the Void could defeat their Shuriman overlords, the council crowned a new Mage King.
This was a gift Gwen would not take for granted.
Grasping needles and thread, she spun clouds of Hallowed Mist to push back the swarming wraiths.