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The Chessmen Of March


 




    One more step to unrivaled power! The pawn stood proudly on the seventh rank but felt more than a touch of anxiety. Was he ready to become the most powerful piece in the game? Was he worthy of such exalted status? He looked to the king who gave him a friendly wink. Still he hesitated. Was he ready to become...a queen?!! He reconsidered the implications of the king's wink with increasing alarm. He looked heavenward for help but saw only those damned fingers that kept pushing him forward! They were coming toward him!
    "I'm screwed!"
 


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