The Final Match
All things going well, he would be the World Champion by the end of today. Even in the last few weeks his skills had been better tempered in the crucible of battle.
Before him was the arena. He was now ready. Cameras from the world’s press ringed the room waiting to see every move made in this match. As he strode in, camera lights flashed all around him and people cheered and clapped making it seem like the whole world was there.
He stared down his opponent. Now it would finally begin. With everyone watching, he moved his pawn forward.
Word count: 100
This was written with the prompt crucible provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #191.
I did consider making it tiddlywinks, but I’m a huge fan of chess…
2021 Joanne Fisher