just had an upsetting thought that i now shall bestow upon you poor soul:
young silco fresh from the attemtped drowning, new scar, stinging biting pain in his left eye. he doesn't know what the fuck just happened, his dearest friend and brother just tried to donk him outta life, and every reflection is a reminder. was it naivety? was it deceit? worst of all, was it inevitable? all that youth they spent side by side and this was the outcome? not just the failure to separate their beloved zaun from piltover's hands, but to really singe, salt, and serrate that wound he loses his family, loses himself.
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