
Stone Cold
David Slagle
David Slagle
Matt Dunn
“I am sorry to inform you, Ezreal, that the Guild has once again denied your application.” He stepped closer, into the light. “The dread lord will rise again. And the Elixir will make it happen.”
Odin Austin Shafer
Around Xayah, the forest shone with light. Will-o’-the-wisps pulsed to life like miniature stars. Oddly-shaped beings of wild magic, glimmering with the light of the spirit realm, faded in and out of existence all around her.
John O’Bryan
With a squeeze of the grip, Akshan fired the Absolver, illuminating the bedroom as countless bolts of relic-stone light pierced the warlord’s body.
Guards poured into the room, though not quickly enough to catch the fleeing Akshan, who disappeared through a window into the cool desert night.
Michael Yichao
Then chaos erupted.
A flare of light and a burst of heat erupted from the girl. Too late, Marcin threw his arms up, crying out in pain.
Michael Luo
Threads of mist, white with glints of light, flow from each needle. One boy covers his eyes. The other looks on.
David Slagle
Glittering pollen drifts from between its petals, and the shadows around me recede, fleeing the light before I can.
My— My hoof is showing? Eep!
I sprawl and contort all four of my legs to fit in the shrinking shadow, wobbling as my balance threatens to give.
Michael Yichao
Dana Luery Shaw
Muramaat tried to keep her voice light. She had never felt uncomfortable sharing a campfire with other travelers along the road to the markets before.
Michael Luo
The tattoo artist, now without the guise of dark sorcery, walked out from the shadows to reveal a woman’s shape, her face pale under the light.
“Captain Indari. You will give her whatever she wants—the empire needs Samira.”
Amanda Jeffrey
Michael Yichao
Dana Luery Shaw
Their warmth is in others, and their light still burns
As long as we honor their spark that we each hold.
Anthony Reynolds
The sun had finally climbed over the peaks, with golden light filtering through the canopy and dappling the forest floor, when the wind changed.
Rayla Heide
Hirin held them up to the light.
“These are beautiful,” she said. “I don’t know how they fit together so perfectly.
Laura Michet
Then the kegs all rolled across the floor toward the guards, a thundering avalanche spraying ale and foam in every direction. It flattened them—all but one, who hid behind a table, then popped up, ready to throw his axe—
But Gragas grunted, a barrel flew across the room, and the guard simply vanished.
Michael Yichao
It glowed brighter, almost seemed to breathe—as thirteen points of light rose from the broken bodies, then sank into the earth.
Mordekaiser turned his attention back to the book, still floating in its place, ahum with spirit magic.