Restless. A Malphite Fanfic.

This was something I wrote when thinking about Malphite in Runeterra. I hope you enjoy.

    Noise.
It grows.  Steadily becoming louder as it overwhelms my thoughts.  Now rumbling all around me, shaking my body from rest.
They cannot remain quiet.  Their steps echo through me.  Once so few, now thousands bombard my slumber.  
I want to sleep.  In time, they will stop and the quiet will return, so I will not move.  I can wait them out.
Pain comes, but still, I do not move.  It strikes and bites, but they are small enough that I can endure.  More strikes come, and more steps follow.  It’s so loud, but I am too tired to shut it out.  If I hold tight, as I’ve done before, it will pass.
More pain...closer now.  More steps converge, more noise surrounds me.  Has the quiet I yearn for abandoned me?  Now there is only noise and pain.  It grows and grows, displacing my peaceful void with incessant noise.  Why do they not rest? They move and dig constantly.
Enough.
The tiny yellow ball in the sky is blinding when I awake.  As I adapt, I see changes.  Many neighbors are gone now, flattened as though they never touched the sky.  The earth around me shifts as I rise, causing boulders and fresh snow to fall off my peaks, exposing it to the warmth from the yellow orb above.  I see unnatural shapes below me like hills, unworn by time and the elements.  Small specks run around them, as though they lived inside.
They are too loud.
My hand shadows them, and I bring it down.  The noise stops.
I turn back to rest again.  Back to my peaceful quiet.