| the_rook's_dream | ||
| lycanthrope |
in his dream, snow fell without end, like the softest keys of a piano. there was no horizon, the snow blended into sky, it was a desert of snow above and below. flurries moved about him in repeating patterns over and over again weaving around him the robes of a twirling dervish. and beneath the flurries or above them, a resounding beat his footsteps black boot after black boot into snow into snow |
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| smurfus rex | to capture the queen. | 040511 |
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| andru235 |
the bump off the queen so he can capture the king and make him wear his ring |
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