The Gargoyle's Game
by Bill and Linda Tiepelman
Title
The Gargoyle's Game
Artist
Bill and Linda Tiepelman
Medium
Photograph - Digital Photograph
Description
In an ageless realm where time ebbed and flowed like the gentle drift of cosmic dust, there stood an ancient cathedral, its spires piercing the nebulous sky. At its heart lay a chessboard, carved from the very foundations of the universe, and upon it waited a figure wrought from shadows and stone. The Gargoyle, an eternal sentinel, sat frozen in anticipation, its wings cloaked around its body like a dark shroud.
For centuries uncounted, the Gargoyle had waited for a challenger worthy to engage in a celestial game of chess, a contest of fate and intellect. Its eyes, gleaming with a wisdom untold, searched the horizons of reality for the arrival of such an adversary. The Gargoyle was bound by an ancient magic, a pact that compelled it to remain vigilant until the foretold competitor appeared.
The chess pieces before it were not mere carvings but alive with the essence of stars and shadow, each one humming with an energy that resonated with the core of the cosmos. They awaited the touch of a challenger, a touch that would ignite the silent battleground into a war of moves and countermoves.
The Gargoyle’s existence was one of solitude and silent contemplation, its only purpose to engage in this game of cosmic significance. It pondered the strategies and outcomes of potential matches, playing them out in the vast theatre of its mind. Each hypothetical game ended with the Gargoyle triumphant, yet it yearned for the unforeseen, for a contest that would challenge the very depths of its being.
As the Gargoyle sat in stoic silence, the universe expanded and contracted around it, stars were born and died in brilliant supernovas, and yet the Gargoyle remained unmoved, its gaze eternally fixed on the opposing side of the chessboard, waiting for the one who would dare to sit across from it and move the Pawn.
And then, in the whisper of the void, a shift occurred—a presence that stirred the dormant air of the ancient cathedral. A challenger had arrived, stepping through the fabric of the universe as if answering a call that had echoed through the ages. The Gargoyle’s heart, if it had one, might have skipped a beat. The game, the grand game that it had been waiting for, was about to begin.
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December 4th, 2023
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