Ash crumples the letter and throws it away.

He regrets such a simple action.




Belus thinks of Ash, his misguided love and anger, jealousy and hatred. He thinks of the moves he makes across the chessboard and plots. Sometimes, he thinks of Ash when he was small and gullible and wished it would always stay that way.

Everyone grows up, he thinks, more's the pity.




Ash traces a line on a map. Belus was here, Belus was there. He would raze all of it to the ground.

He never thinks about the consequences.




Belus drops a clue along the way.

Sometimes, princesses need help too.




Ash finds Pamela's town and cheers. Belus knows he's there and sobers up.

Time for the game to begin.
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Edited at 2011-12-25 04:21 am (UTC)