DeathWhisper_X
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On checkered fields the armies rise,
Silent kings with guarded eyes,
Knights leap wide, bishops slide,
Queens with thunder, rooks with pride.
Pawns march slow, yet dreams are vast,
Each small step could crown at last.
Mind against mind, a war of finesse,
Glory is born in the game of chess.
FIDE rating: 1502
EarthMember since 17 Aug 2025
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