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War and Peace
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War and Peace
Sometimes, his story could afford a moment's peace and contemplation. Under the shade of a favoured tree, feet in the tingling silver of the winter stream, he would take out the box. Unwatched, he turned the pieces in his fingers, inspecting their dark and sinuous curves, their haughty faces, their minute solidity.
They spoke of his father, and his grandfather out-of-time. They spoke of the rain and the echo of a game that was not a game but history.
That evening, Faramir found an anonymous slip of paper at his bedside, "1.e4" in a childish hand.
He wept.
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I love that, beautiful and terse.
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But it's possible that the Gondorians inherited an algebraic notation system from their forebears, the Numenoreans, who were an industrial power.
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So glad you liked "Old Soldiers"! It came from nowhere. Amrothos is a delight to write, Isabeau is a genius.
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[sniffle]
I so love that Leof's already fallen for chess. It particularly resonates for me at the moment since I have two small, blond, chess-playing children being taught by their distracted dark-haired father :-)
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:-)
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Beautiful! I think it's the 'Unwatched' that speaks to me, that sets the scene even more than the description of the tree and the stream, in that it provides the gap in which the game that is not a game might begin again.