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She sits on the edge of something lost.
The chessboard beneath her feet is not for playing — it’s for remembering. Each square is a forgotten law, each smudge a broken vow. And she… she is the only one left who hasn’t chosen a side.
Around her, the world decays with grace. Stone ruins whisper of battles never finished. Autumn leaves fall like resigned prayers. And the mountains do not move — they watch.
She’s not trapped. She’s between.
Between a past too distant and a future unspoken. Between the need to move, and the aching beauty of staying still.
No one taught her the rules. And maybe that’s the point.
Some games… aren’t meant to be won. Just understood.
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So eine wunderbare Kreation ♥️