the walls come down, and there's a look in your eyes
It's happened again. I'm re-addicted to chess - both internet and board.
All I can see are knights turning corners, attacking castles while pawns scury to "protect the king! protect the king!" At the centre of the strategic chaos, the queen rules the board: riling the troops, leading attacks, protecting the trenches. She slices vicious bishops at the throat, crumbles the walls of sturdy rooks, and eats little pawns in a single bite, all with the incredible feminine grace of a true ruler; her royal cloak flapping in the wind as she smites down her enemies without even breaking a sweat.
... I'd forgotten how much I love this game. =)
All I can see are knights turning corners, attacking castles while pawns scury to "protect the king! protect the king!" At the centre of the strategic chaos, the queen rules the board: riling the troops, leading attacks, protecting the trenches. She slices vicious bishops at the throat, crumbles the walls of sturdy rooks, and eats little pawns in a single bite, all with the incredible feminine grace of a true ruler; her royal cloak flapping in the wind as she smites down her enemies without even breaking a sweat.
... I'd forgotten how much I love this game. =)