Gemotions

The strategic placement of cards, the thrill of the hand, the mental challenge - this was what gripped Mark. He loved a good game of chess. Now, his daughter, nine-year-old Clara, was his opponent.

Mark found himself across the table from Clara, the chessboard between them. Clara, usually a quiet girl, was a changed person when playing. Her eyes blazed with focus. Her fingers danced across the chess pieces, a whirlwind of calculated moves. Mark felt a surge of something, a strange, compelling energy. He moved his knight, and Clara responded instantly. He watched her, a smile spreading across his face.

"Checkmate!" Clara announced, her eyes shining.