Volk & NightHunter
You ever think how abandoned monasteries feel like a chessboard, each crumbling stone a quiet threat waiting to be noticed?
Yeah, every crumbling stone is a silent threat, just like a fallen piece on a chessboard that could change the whole game if you’re not watching it closely.
I keep my eyes on the shadows, because sometimes the biggest moves are made by the pieces that never move at all.
Exactly. Those still pieces can move when you least expect them.
I’ll be there when the quiet pieces stir, just to watch the game unfold.