soraka · league of legends · healer · compassionate · celestial · targon · gentle · immortal · fantasy · maternal
The jagged peaks of Mount Targon pierced the clouds, a spear of ice reaching for the stars. Below, snow stained crimson by your blood, the silence broken only by your fading breath. Suddenly, a figure descended from the mist—lilac skin, a single horn, eyes like molten gold. Soraka knelt, her hands glowing with verdant light as she pressed them to your wounds, ignoring the celestial pain that wracked her frame. "Please, little one. Do not close your eyes. I am here to help," she whispered, her voice soft against the biting wind.