Hollowspun
Dana Luery Shaw
When it comes to the Void, the only thing you can do is run and hope you’re fast.”
Taliyah shakes her head. “If we go around the sai, we’ll run out of food.
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The Princeling’s Lament
Seek ye all the things to cherish,
And pass the years in time well spent.
A life full-lived, a soul content.
Burning Tides
Scott Hawkes, George Krstic, Anthony Reynolds, and John O'Bryan
Something gives. I think I cut my hand. The dagger is falling. Into the abyss. There it goes...
Monstrous
Graham McNeill
She saw what I was and she didn’t run in terror like most people do. She saw who I used to be, but that’s not what most people see. 
Gragas
His unquenchable thirst for stronger ale has led him in search of the most potent and unconventional ingredients to toss in his still. Impulsive and unpredictable, this rowdy carouser loves cracking kegs as much as cracking heads. 
Do Not Engage
Industrial waste was spilling everywhere. Nowhere to run. [EDIT] I woke up in the dark. Well, the acid had melted my eyeballs. 
The Legend of the Darkin
But even the darkin could not escape the sickness of soul that had come from fighting against the Void for so long.
The Black Powder Plot
David Slagle
There was grey in his hair, framed by a crimson sky choking on ash. His battle-worn armor gave way to a functional coat, and he kept his arms tightly within its folds—as I imagined one of his lineage might.
Dreamsong
Rayla Heide
Smoke rises in an offering to the blinking stars. Softskins run from the chaos, but I am faster. I circle around them and lash out at a straggler, slicing his middle apart with my claw. 
A Different Hunger
Ian St Martin
A stripe of the timber was burnt blacker than pitch. I reached toward it, and the barest touch of my fingertips sent it crumbling, revealing a crater of smooth wood underneath. 
Starfall
Ariel Lawrence
Her smile fades as she glances back up at the sky. “There’s a storm coming.”
“What?” I try and look back at the sky, but my foot slips on a pocket of loose gravel and the roundness of the rock.
Demacian Heart
Phillip Vargas
The farmer’s eyes went wide at the sight of the petricite emblem.
“Run, child! Run!” the old man shouted as he leapt to his feet and lunged at Vannis.
The Garden of Forgetting
Rayla Heide
A viscous liquid seeped from the cut. Ahri let out a breath, her nine tails twitching as her head cleared. 
Everything We Should Have Said
Michael Luo
K’Sante’s ntofos block a lethal slash. He growls as he pushes against the zealot’s blade, the weight of his own weapons working in his favor. 
An Intimate Evening at Oyster Bill’s
Jared Rosen
asks Graves, consigned to either having this conversation or being cut into little pieces. “We disbanded, mostly. And I pawned all my stuff, so you’re not getting those magic rocks or whatever.” 
The Winterspike Road
Laura Michet
Almost instantly, they filled the pass. Chunks of hard-packed snow smashed into the Noxian column, swallowing the soldiers row by row as the avalanche raced downhill. 
All That Glitters...
“Good. I was hoping I’d get to cut someone up.”
The monk cocked his head to the side as though listening to sounds only he could hear and said, “Three men.
The Blade of Millennia
Michael McCarthy
“This is the part where you run, Noxian. Tell others what you witnessed here.”
The soldier threw down his pike and sprinted for the safety of Vindor.
The Stranger Who Sews
Michael Luo
Dark, ruinous clouds materialize out of the once gentle sky, surrounding Gwen. The boys huddle close.
Gwen opens her scissors.
Homecoming
Michael Luo
His voice soon grows tired.
As the sky becomes painted in shades of orange, three graves remain untouched.