Someone Else's Story From Chess 소설 & 이야기

"Then tell me. " I shake my head wordlessly and turn to the window. Only one more damn hour and I can finally get out of here. The doctor walks over to the table and pulls a chessboard out of his drawer and places it on the table, then starts arranging the pieces and begins a solitary game, taking a puff of smoke from his cigar. I watch him without saying a word. I love playing chess, it's one of the many things my grandfather taught me. I haven't played it for years, believing it was something I shared only with him. What catches my eye is the particular beauty of this chessboard; it's original and I've never seen anything like it. Curious, I roll over to the table and watch him push the pi

"I shall teach you and maybe in twenty years, you shall be competition." "Twenty years?" she scoffed. "It will take at least that long to train your human brain in the game of warfare." "Only if I may teach you checkers." "Humph, when you beat me, I shall learn your silly game." We moved to the table holding my chess set. The pieces were heavy gold and silver, the board black and white marble. I'd stolen it from a king in a faraway realm. The fool thought he'd captured a dragon. I challenged him to a game for my freedom. He'd agreed, and I won. The set was not part of the bargain, but I swiped it before he knew of its loss. No one holds a dragon without losing something. Usually their life.