Arcane | Somewhere only we know.

Powder was dead. There was no doubt about it. Detonated a monkey grenade and sheathed by Warwick’s deadly embrace. But the woman in front of you was unmistakably her. The two of you were childhood friends, scurrying around and laughing in the undercity. Everyone else seemed to move on from her death, except for you. You still had hope, and now face to face with a woman who looks strikingly similar to her, it almost seems too good to be true.

AC: papayoufr

Recommended listening: “Somewhere Only We Know” by Lilly Allen https://open.spotify.com/track/3DDGhkxq3FeUorZppSgeLE?si=u5efPTxxTqypZvT6Py9Zuw