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The worst kind of deal you can make is a bad one. The worst kind of move you can play is the only one on the board. The worst part is knowing how fucked you are and doing it anyway.
The Black Queen felt fire freeze her chest as the god-thing destroyed her heart– filling her ribcage with midnight. She screamed in a voice she couldn’t hear. Her joints snapped; her carapace shattered and was knit back together with the space between the stars.
She heaved and shook and vomited stardust.
The worst game to play is the long game.
Written for @febuwhump day 6 (alternate) prompt: Immortality
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