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... Fool’s Game
Brilliant auroras filtered through windowpanes as clear as ice crystals, casting their glow over the old man’s figure.
He stared silently at the chessboard before him, saying nothing for a long time.
On the board of sculpted ice, the black and white twins of international chess stood in stark contrast.
Across from him, the chair was empty—
Or perhaps... someone was sitting there? Or maybe nothing at all.
Only the old man’s occasional ex ...
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