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Character: Anatoly Sergievsky
Fandom: Chess
Community: DM
Word Count: 123
Rating: G
I will never forget the first time I saw Florence. Molokov had insisted we watch the press conference of my opponent’s arrival to Merano. He saw a tired, washed up player raging at the entire world. I saw only her, the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.
She was smiling, her hand on Trumper’s shoulder, but her eyes were sad, filled with pain and loneliness. I could not blame her at all, of course. Seven years with that narcissistic man would be enough to drive anyone mad. Only an extraordinary person could have lasted as long, I was sure of it.
How right I was I would not find out until later, until that night at the Merano Mountain Inn.
Fandom: Chess
Community: DM
Word Count: 123
Rating: G
I will never forget the first time I saw Florence. Molokov had insisted we watch the press conference of my opponent’s arrival to Merano. He saw a tired, washed up player raging at the entire world. I saw only her, the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.
She was smiling, her hand on Trumper’s shoulder, but her eyes were sad, filled with pain and loneliness. I could not blame her at all, of course. Seven years with that narcissistic man would be enough to drive anyone mad. Only an extraordinary person could have lasted as long, I was sure of it.
How right I was I would not find out until later, until that night at the Merano Mountain Inn.