Every piece is born to play in a game of chess.
You castle... You trespass... You invade.
Promoting pawns... Killer Knights... Crossing Bishops... Twisted Queens... Bounded Kings... and Check Mate!
What makes them move that way ?
Read the manual...
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❛❛ Blood is thicker than water ❞
I am sure you would have heard of this quote sometime in your lifetime.
Well... this is my truth you know, or was to be exact.
A misnomer princess in a shallow castle of haunted ghosts of the past... the first legacy queen who left behind her shadow.
My siblings' mother but not mine.
Kehne ko to, I am part of their clan... the precious daughter of their beloved Prince, my father... but I never understood why they treated me with the a degree of aloofness that they didn't bestow onto my sister.
'Bade bachho ko zada pyaar milta hai. Chhote ki to koi value hi nahi hai!'
These were the lies I would tell myself, because doesn't every family dynamic face a certain degree of partiality ?
I mean even my brother was a little too beloved by the family.
So maybe it seemed possible that their love was now a stern care for me because they had spent all their doting devotion onto my gentle elder siblings.
How naïve of me!
My mother was not the first choice is it ?
How can they be so cruel to her ?
Is it because she comes from a poor family, unlike their first choice ?
