craiyon logo

A red-haired woman in a cream dress plays chess in a garden gazebo. A dark silhouette stands in the foreground.

A red-haired woman in a cream dress plays chess in a garden gazebo. A dark silhouette stands in the foreground.

Under the moonlight, behind the house through a hedge maze with 20 feet high with carefully manicured white roses lay an opening and in the middle of the opening stood a small gazebo. The only way to it is through the maze as it was hidden. that when the moon was at its peak at night it lit the gazebo . Inside the gazebo stood a table and two chairs on the table a black marble with gold and silver vein chess boards its pieces of ivory and onyx. Each piece carefully crafted with intricate detailing, every crevice you can touch. On one of the chairs there she sat still and upright like a doll, perfect posture, slender and curvy. Her face tilting towards there board her eyes never leaving its sight as if she moved her eyes it would disappear lost in thought, her carefully manicured hands touching the knight piece caressing it in a delicate hold if to much it would break but if she stops touching it will shatter her touch became the piece lifeline. Her long brown red curated curls framed her face though some rebel pieces cover her face just slightly. She wore a 3/4 length Ivory dress modest, sexy and elegant at the same time and red heels kiss her feet, minimal jewelry. She exuded elegance timelines, etherial as if a memory of a ghost covered hauntingly beautiful. Her honey-wheat sun kissed glow skin is what made her real. Sensing from the shadows and without lifting her head in a soft demanding voice “sit, Let’s play” Slowly in a predatory walk he approaches form the shadow, See more