Date: 2011-02-28 10:48 pm (UTC)
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"They were working together. Fuck." He had somehow expected it and, at the same time, it came as a shock. "And they lied. Nobody won." How could he win? He didn't get Florence back. She didn't somehow come magically to her senses. Did Florence win? Freddie still didn't know. And...oh.

"Your wife is very beautiful," he admitted. He fell silent then, wondering if he would get another peek behind the mask at hearing what she would say of Anatoly.
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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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