As the clock of war strikes,
the echo of peace fades
into the dust.
Behold! Emerge eight swordsmen,
with blades all sharp,
shining as light dances in delight.
Two archers atop two horses,
whose hooves beat faster
than monsoon winds.
Two snipers hidden in shadows' clutches,
their eyes like hawks,
fingers tight on the trigger.
A pair of cannons aiming
at the center of the forces,
to the heart of the rival.
The queen, the sorceress,
with the intelligence
to destroy with her dark spells.
Upon the throne,
holding all power,
sits the mighty king.
The troupe of army in two rows,
standing at the edge of the
Chess Board!
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 11:40 PM UTC
As the clock of war strikes,
the echo of peace fades
into the dust.
Behold! Emerge eight swordsmen,
with blades all sharp,
shining as light dances in delight.
Two archers atop two horses,
whose hooves beat faster
than monsoon winds.
Two snipers hidden in shadows' clutches,
their eyes like hawks,
fingers tight on the trigger.
A pair of cannons aiming
at the center of the forces,
to the heart of the rival.
The queen, the sorceress,
with the intelligence
to destroy with her dark spells.
Upon the throne,
holding all power,
sits the mighty king.
The troupe of army in two rows,
standing at the edge of the
Chess Board!
I love chess...
