Date: 2009-08-08 09:50 pm (UTC)
And he was still has handsome as ever. His charm and intelligence, that had been part of what her drawn her to him, was hidden by the awkward situation. Despite everything, she knew a part of him still loved him and oh did that part ache.

"They've been treating me well, I suppose. I was waiting to wish you luck with the match." The words sounded empty, even to her ears and she smiled try and make up for it.
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Anatoly Valeriovich Sergievsky

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)

The Crazy Wheel

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