Date: 2009-08-27 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] onceihaddreams.livejournal.com
She was smart and clever and thought she could handle a grandmaster in his prime. How could Svetlana have predicted what would actually happen?

Grimacing at the smile on the man she despised as she shut the door, her calm face was back in place when she turned back to him and took a seat near him, but far enough away that she didn't feel crowded by him. He was rather good at it. Arranging her skirts, she gave him a considering look. "Yes I suppose we do. "
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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)

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