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    Everything about who she was, who she was going to be, is erased the moment a Noxian warband conquers her Demacian town. Being a whore by trade, she's quickly taken prisoner by a warlord of some acclaim, the beguiling Ambessa Medarda. Our narrator must now find a way to survive, even if that means killing the Demacian prisoner within her and embracing the Noxus pillars of strength: Vision, Might, and Guile.

    (I orphaned this once. My bad.)

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    "So we could all do our duty! We could all be strong. Be together!”

    Rumi is begging.

    Rumi is begging and Mira had wanted to be just that, be together, up until five minutes ago – her and Zoey had talked about it in detail, how both of their heart were beating for two people, how easy it had been to fall in love with their leader, how they wanted to try and be more, once they had restored the Golden Honmoon.

    But Rumi lied to them.

    And Mira finds she doesn’t want her anymore, not right now.

    (She doesn’t know, not yet, what she will lose. Destiny laughs into her ears and it is the sound of someone gone mad.)

     

    (They find her in the dirt by the tree, cold and pale and covered in blood.)

    – .˳·˖✶𓆩𓁺𓆪✶˖·˳. –

    (or: Celine does as Rumi begs her to. Grabs the sword and puts down the feral dog kneeling at her feet. There really isn't much more to say.)

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    She doesn’t quite know what to do with the way that Alice is looking at her. Like she’s something sacred, something inescapable, one of the old gods that slumber in the centre of the earth—Alice’s eyes are their own kind of hunger, the ache of an empty belly, the dark comfort of dreaming and the soft light of coming awake.

    “Your life is your own, Narcissa,” she says.

    And oh, how badly Narcissa wishes that were true.

    8/24/23
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