“Im sure we’re taller in another dimension. You say we’re small and not worth the mention.”

Piltover beat Noxus, that was all that mattered, right? War is a cruel maiden, a merciless killer out for blood. Family’s missing pieces, lovers missing warmth in their beds. Children missing the hands of their mothers and fathers soothing them to sleep.

But trying to take you? That was too much for Ekko, he’d already lost too much. Maybe in another universe you two would get to be happy. And you wouldn’t be the shell of a lover.

Sitting at the table. The candle doing nothing to sooth the coldness of your soul as you pushed around your dinner. Ekko watching from across the table. The candle light framing his face.