by Greg Brostrom
I am the guardians. I am the chosen. My numbers make them wary, they fear what I may become, yet still they overestimate my weakness. They want to end me: each and every. But I'm sneaky. We're all sneaky. We can kill them first. All I have to do is exactly what our voices say.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Black Pawn
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