When the Queen Moves in Silence

In a night where the line between dream and waking fades, a girl breathes softly on a black-and-white bed the checkered world beneath her fingers reflecting her quiet inner battles. A raven rests on her chest, guarding its hidden secrets, while the fox keeps silent watch over a sleep that refuses to break. Hands rise from the shadows to move the chess pieces, rewriting fate in her peaceful slumber with every gentle shift of queen and pawn. And the moon hung in a sky of mist and starlight is the lone witness to this fragile game between light and darkness, life and death, dream and truth.