| the one who stole my stars || LiS |

| the one who stole my stars || LiS |

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Ostatnia wędrówka Chloe Price, która po swojej śmierci uświadamia sobie, jak wiele niedokończonych spraw i niewypowiedzianych słów nie pozwala jej odejść z tego świata. Dziewczyna otrzymuje szansę, by dokonać zmian w życiu najbliższych jej osób oraz wpłynąć na bieg tragicznych wydarzeń. W jaki sposób wykorzysta swoją nową, niezwykłą moc? Jaką zaskakującą prawdę o sobie samej odkryje w trakcie tajemniczej podróży?
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Life is Strange & Lord of the Rings crossover fanfiction. Due to an accident which forced Max to use her power again, she and Chloe find themselves in a strange new world, one very similar to those Steph's DnD campaigns take place in. "Chloe, he's not stopping! His brakes must be broken!" Before Chloe had a chance to accelerate, the eighteen-wheeler came into contact with their rear bumper. At the last moment, feeling the overpowering force of the crash pushing her forward, Max reached out to rewind time. She pulled hard and fast, knowing she and Chloe were a split second away from death. For a moment, everything stopped. The bumper of the eighteen-wheeler, centimetres away from Max's and Chloe's backs. Shards of glass hanging mid-air. Chloe's hand, frozen as she tried to reach for Max, to touch her, as the final act of her life. Max gripped Chloe's outstretched hand tightly and kept pulling at the fabric of time. Then she felt she was falling. ------------------------------------------ A dozen white-feathered arrows with heads of bright steel pointed in the direction of Max and Chloe. Chloe, standing in front of Max, spread her arms, as if she was a dragon, able to shield others with her wings. And in Max's eyes, she was.

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