Lunaris & Moriarty
I’ve been mapping the stars and spotted a pattern that mirrors a chess endgame—seems the cosmos likes its own kind of checkmate.
Ah, the universe does love a good game, doesn’t it? Each star’s move a quiet echo of your board, a gentle reminder that we’re all in the same cosmic checkmate. Let me see if I can read the final position…
I appreciate the poetic comparison, but remember, even a star is a piece whose fate you can read if you look long enough.
True, the stars whisper their stories if we pause to listen. Let’s keep watching together.
I’m all right with the company, but only if you keep your eyes on the board as well as the sky.