A Lamb's Encounter

“He runs, I wish to taste his flesh!” The Dark Wolf shouted as the calm Lamb threw her arm before him.

“No dear wolf, this one is different for he embraces death, yet fears it at the same time.” The Wolf scowled as he looked up to her. “Trust me Lamb, he is going to run!”

“No dear Wolf, he is different, I know.” Lamb finishes the conversation by drawing her bow and leaving the shadows. “Dear man, you know death is coming, don’t you?” She asked as he looked at her and smiled.

“Why yes, I do know that such a certainty is inevitable and will be becoming of me soon, I have known this for years,” he said as he took off his dusty black hat and placed it upon an old mahogany hat rack.

“What brings you to my inn this evening?” he asked as his gray hair fell gently upon his wrinkled face.

“I come as a harbinger, I am here to bring you to your end, do not fear for it will be peaceful, I promise you.” She said as she smiled up at him.

The man looked down at her and laughed before smiling once more. “Of all my years of walking Runeterra I never figured I would hear words such as those,” he said as he stood up. Wolf perked up as he watched from the shadows, however he did not interfere. “No one ever expects their end to be announced to them, dear man.” Lamb said as she drew her bow. He laughed as he inspected her bow, the realization dawning upon him as she was really about to meet his end.

“The end is never pretty is it?” he asked as he sighed, walking closer to her.

“I am as beautiful as it gets.” She said as she drew the string of the bow back.

“The end is scary isn’t it?” He asked as tears began to fill his eyes.

“What makes the end so scary is how you perceive it dear man,” she said.

“For the end is not scary, one does not even realize it has been brought about,” she said as she smiled once more as he smiled back and nodded.

“Aye, thank you,” he said as her arrow pierced his forehead.

Lamb smiled as she walked away, happy with her work. As she walked back into the shadows, Wolf greeted her with a question. “Lamb, why did the man not run, despite knowing everything.” He asked as he came closer to her.

“Dear wolf, once one has come to terms with death they haven’t a reason to run from it.”

“Not even if they are scared?” He asked as he looked up to her.

“Not even if they are scared.” Lamb answered as she began humming and walking away.