Gragas
Under the spell of his new concoction, Gragas headed for civilization, eager to share the fermented fruits of his labor.
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Under the spell of his new concoction, Gragas headed for civilization, eager to share the fermented fruits of his labor. 
Canticle of the Winged Sisters
Celestial eyes saw their doom,and wept for what had become of Mortals.
For Demacia
Graham McNeill
The monster’s form exploded into black dust with a shriek of anguish.
Garen spun his sword up and pulled back in an oblique turn.
Rules of Survival
The Noxians scrambled upright, blinking as they scanned the edge of the forest. They fumbled to draw their swords and Quinn almost laughed at their surprised ineptitude.
At The Edge Of The World
Ian St Martin
The arrival of a Noxian vessel, even an escort like the Ardentius, was a rare event and cause of much commotion. Few of the people living on the rivers of the archipelago would pass up a chance to barter like this. 
Progress Day
Graham McNeill
When they open a moment later, it has gone.
“I always go with the other one,” says a man appearing beside her. He is handsome, dark-haired, and smooth-skinned, which means he is rich.
K’Sante
They discovered that its armor, stretching from head to tail, regenerated from nonlethal blows. The men failed to draw blood and were forced to flee from the cobra-lion’s lair with empty hands, leaving it to run wild. 
The Garden of Forgetting
Rayla Heide
As they walked through the moonlit garden, flowers turned to face the old woman as if she were the sun itself, warming their leaves and helping them grow. Or perhaps the flowers did not wish to turn their backs to her.
The Black Powder Plot
David Slagle
Perhaps it was because there was something unknowable about this man, that so many flocked to his side. Whatever the draw, Jericho Swain stood before us now, and it was far too late for me to turn back. 
Elise
Though no evidence was ever found of the warlord’s skull, the Pale Woman saw Elise’s dangerous new gift for what it was—a means to come and go safely between Noxus and the Shadow Isles. An accord was struck, wherein the Black Rose would provide Elise with endless unwitting sacrifices to offer up to the spider-god, and in return she would recover any artifacts of power she could from those benighted, forbidding shores.
With Hell Before Them
Jared Rosen
Through the tunnel I fled, up the winding paths of the Black Canyon toward my steed and open prairie. Pursued by the legions of hell, and the blackened heart of that wicked, brutal man.
Lullaby
“We have a treat for you.” She set the brown parcel down on the table. They pulled their chairs close to watch as Ekko reached over and untied the knotted twine, straightened both strings, and laid them next to him.
The Whispering Doodad
Graham McNeill
cries Lulu, finally grabbing hold of her doodad. Now it looks like a knotted bunch of twigs held together by loops of grass and spiderwebs. 
Monsters
She felt its jaw clench, ready to bite and rip her limb off. She didn’t give it the chance.
Vayne twisted her arm, dragging her wristbolt launcher across the inside of the creature’s gob until the silver tip of her final arrow pointed directly at the roof of the beast’s mouth.
Bloodline
Graham McNeill
“For me to find you again,” said Nasus, turning away.
He left Sivir and Taliyah before he could change his mind, knowing their best chance of survival was to draw Xerath’s warriors to him.
The Shuttered Manse
Graham McNeill
Like the others, Elise would draw him to her before devouring him alive.
Waning moon in a coal-dark sky.
Cassiopeia
She would turn it to the schemes of the Black Rose just as she and her mother had planned, and she could feel this power growing within her, day by day. 
The Biggest Catch
Rayla Heide
“I got you!”
The yordle’s fate and mine intertwine as I land on its shoulder, with Book right behind.
The Faceless God
Graham McNeill
I watch the worm wriggling its way up from the sand.
Its fronded head sways this way and that as it tastes the air, sensing the ewer of water I keep by my bedside amid the pile of scrolls, bone styluses, and ink pots.