Dunsany! Was it not enough to dream of elfin things, to conjure with finesse the siren songs of crystal quinquiremes caressed by Neptune? No — you mastered chess as well, and gave the world a fresher game as fey as all your tales of gods and wights. The chessic realm has never been the same since then — godspeed to you withal, good knight. First move is Black’s. For him the handicap is not so clear, his phalanx is the norm for chess. But White’s a spider with a trap — four rows of pawns advancing in a swarm. Black’s surely is a herculean chore, to capture every pawn before — before —
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