From: | Christina Johnson <johnson1@**.UWP.EDU> |
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Subject: | solorial's rational |
Date: | Wed, 3 Nov 1993 09:58:34 -0600 |
attack the enemy. If you remember, I left before I made mine. Oh, you
needn't worry. I know my place on your chess board. Just a pawn, off in
a corner. Trapped between her own rook and the oppononent's pawn. Stuck.
I don't play chess much anymore. It's far too violent for my tastes. I
found myself trapped here. You are a liege, even still my liege. But if
even your head is too heavy to be supported by your neck, what good will
the wieght of a crown do you? In time, even your closest may feel they
are doing you good by relieving you of your great burden, even if it means
the loss of your head. I do not mean to counsel. I suppose I have grown
lax in these shadows. Only remember, Lord. You have grieved a great
number of people who do not play our game. I pray that you are a fast
learner. They play a different sport entirely.]<<<<<
-- Brandywine <10:08:23 / 3.11.54>