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The rattle of chess pieces speak instead.
I glance up, watching the black king fall into its bag.
*It was me.*
A rook.
*You needed help.*
A bishop.
*Protection.*
A pawn.
*You could not fight the nightmares on your own.*
A white queen falls last, not quite matching the other ones, as if the true piece had been stolen.
*You are not mine, it says, but sometimes, I think you are.*
The bag closes tight.
*I’m sorry.*
He turns his head to me, then. I do not look away. There is something on my face — water; I hope it tells him what I want to say, for words would ruin it.

I LOVE THIS SMMMM

It's giving smth that belongs in the Six of Crow duology. Well done *nods happily*

oohhhh

@Agnes AWW THANKS DARLING (hehe i love that! i’ve heard lots of good things about those books)

@finch 🫶🫶