The Grandmaster
Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
-- Where I Want To Be (Chess)
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Date: 2009-05-25 07:15 pm (UTC)He stood up with a frustrated groan and paced around the hut, brushing a hand over his hair and muttering curse words under his breath in Russian. He stopped after a few moments and faced Lex. "I could kill him. He's young, I know, and it was the island doing this, but I could kill him for what's he done."
He knelt besides Lex's chair, reaching up to cup his face. "He can't - he can't have you."