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It started as a game: it all starts like this, doesn't it?
Even the destruction of Piltover, after all.
It had started by infecting small, apparently harmless things: an exchange of roles that had made them no more daughter and father.
It started as a game: it all starts like this, doesn't it?
Even the destruction of Piltover, after all.
It had started by infecting small, apparently harmless things: an exchange of roles that had made them no more daughter and father.
Silco had hidden her marks under long-sleeved shirts, black trousers: Jinx wore deeper wounds on her skin and only her eyes threatened to betray their little game.
Anxious. Restless. Excited.
Anxious. Restless. Excited.
Pain is a dimension they are used to; it's part of their nature and they come back to it every time.
They donโt fear it, they donโt avoid it: they accept it - because every birth is impregnated with blood and black.
They donโt fear it, they donโt avoid it: they accept it - because every birth is impregnated with blood and black.
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This is not the first time they have found themselves like ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด - folded over each other.
It is not the first time that there is blood between her teeth, on her lips, along her chin.
Silco collapses on her body, crushing her under his weight -
This is not the first time they have found themselves like ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด - folded over each other.
It is not the first time that there is blood between her teeth, on her lips, along her chin.
Silco collapses on her body, crushing her under his weight -
- he brushes a braid with his fingertips, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger.
Jinx strokes the hair on the nape of his neck - regular movements, which rise from the space between his shoulder blades to his head.
Jinx strokes the hair on the nape of his neck - regular movements, which rise from the space between his shoulder blades to his head.
For a few minutes neither of them move; Jinx arranges her legs back around his hips, just curling her lips when ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ drips on her thigh.
She tilts her face towards him, brushing his eyebrows with her fingertips.
She tilts her face towards him, brushing his eyebrows with her fingertips.
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1.
Heavy is the crown, poisoned his dark throne.
A big city - metal and glass; monsters and men.
Zaun stood like a bastion of rock and rage in the middle of Runettera, a dense, dark lump of stone and chem prodigies.
1.
Heavy is the crown, poisoned his dark throne.
A big city - metal and glass; monsters and men.
Zaun stood like a bastion of rock and rage in the middle of Runettera, a dense, dark lump of stone and chem prodigies.
Everything died in Zaun, but what survived was merciless - distorted and ferocious.
Sevika watches the king sit beside his ๐ฅ๐ข๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, listening to her asymmetrical, weak breathing.
"She will make it."
The king is silent, he ignores her.
Sevika watches the king sit beside his ๐ฅ๐ข๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, listening to her asymmetrical, weak breathing.
"She will make it."
The king is silent, he ignores her.
""Jinx is a sturdy monkey; she will not abandon you."
"Strange choice of words." and roars the voice of the king, a caged predator.
Silco brings his clenched fists under his chin, gives her an annoyed look.
"The court murmurs, sire."
"It always has."
"Strange choice of words." and roars the voice of the king, a caged predator.
Silco brings his clenched fists under his chin, gives her an annoyed look.
"The court murmurs, sire."
"It always has."
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A chatty and disobedient offspring, that's what Jinx was.
A small evil monkey who dared to contradict him and escape between his fingers - who allowed herself to think she did not belong to him, by blood and by right.
โIt wasn't hard to find you."
A chatty and disobedient offspring, that's what Jinx was.
A small evil monkey who dared to contradict him and escape between his fingers - who allowed herself to think she did not belong to him, by blood and by right.
โIt wasn't hard to find you."
Plotch.
โYou left a lot ofโฆ stuff behind you."
Plic, plic, plic.
Silco takes off his gloves, putting them in the inside pocket of his coat.
โJinx.โ
Splatch.
Silco raises an eyebrow, moving a mushy pink viscera with the tip of his shoe.
โDon't be a little girl."
Plaf.
โYou left a lot ofโฆ stuff behind you."
Plic, plic, plic.
Silco takes off his gloves, putting them in the inside pocket of his coat.
โJinx.โ
Splatch.
Silco raises an eyebrow, moving a mushy pink viscera with the tip of his shoe.
โDon't be a little girl."
Plaf.
Silco tilts his chin towards his chest, holding a half-chewed eyeball between his thumb and forefinger.
โI taught you better than that."
A pinkish eye stares at him from the darkness of the alley, studying him.
โThere is grace even in death."
โI taught you better than that."
A pinkish eye stares at him from the darkness of the alley, studying him.
โThere is grace even in death."
