I woke up finding the bell has rung. Everyone rushed to the battlefield. Another army is at it again. I am just a pawn on a chessboard. I do not know what is going to happen. Everyone took their places. The battle lasted for hours. I had to make my king proud of me. I defended every piece I can possibly can. Even the queen was saved by me. The battle continued for 232 moves. My king promised I could be premoted, but I was the only pawn left. I decided I can only do one thing: get to enemy territory. I ran as fast as I could, capturing every piece I can possibly capture. Just one more step...BOOM! I fell to the ground. I prayed, hoping that my king would be safe until the end...
Yes, I am a Catholic Filipino American. Do you have a problem with that?
"Why is it so hard? All we need to do is eat well, sleep well, & do well."
-Super Junior's "Mr. Simple"
As you can tell, I have a small obsession with chess.
Perhaps not that small.