Standing tall, Ashe collected the last of her items from the shop; and quickly descended upon the bottom lane, quiver tightly secured to her back. The wind swirled on her bare arms and she just wished for the battle to be quick. Stopping at her turret, she waited for her lane buddy to arrive. Janna joined her in no time, Janna ran forward to the bushes and Ashe followed lead. Pulling out an arrow and resting it on her bow in preperation, she sighed, wishing herself and Janna the best of luck; not knowing what could come next as the minions began rushing past.
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Short StoryAlmost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness...
