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There was something special about waking up early in the morning to a white Christmas.
Some might even describe the occasion as a magical one, whether it was because of the wintry landscape outside their homes where snowflakes danced along the windowsill, the toe-curling warmth radiating from the fireside as they sat by a cast stone hearth, or the euphoria experienced after realizing all of the people who mattered most in their life were coming over to celebrate the holidays with them.
Regardless of the reason, it didn’t stop the warm luminescence of dawn from breaking out in the horizon, its soft rose-pink glow a sight to behold, sweeping across Piltover in its entirety and even reaching the innermost parts of the undercity.
And if something so beautiful was able to pierce through the dark veil of Zaun, surely this was a sign that the day would end up being a great one.