Glimpses of Magic
Wynter Miller Age 9
Chess Adventures Once, in the future, chess sets were robotic. But, the set 1,520,983 was alive, not robotic. Read on to discover the unofficial documents I have uncovered over the years by interviewing witnesses* of this strange story. But, be warned, you may not like the ending. Calink-calank! Pound! Pound! Pound! Saw! Saw! Saw! Our strange tale begins in a factory. A special factory. Santa’s factory! Rupert, a very unintelligent, thirty-two-year-old Dwarf-Gnome Hybrid is working very hard on polishing set 1,520,982. He finished and tossed it in a bin labeled “finished,” which it was. He grabbed the next set, and then his hat that was covered in special dust from mercury fell off his head and onto the unpolished set. But he took no notice and picked up his hat. At that moment, all the dust fell slowly on the set, causing Rupert to cough very hard. His parents told him about the dusts’ special abilities. He had not heard a word. He was very unintelligent and poured all of the dust on his hat. Rupert checked his antique pocket watch that his great grandpa had given him. It was 11:58. “Time for lunch,” he hollered. One of his many cousins and colleagues, Eliza, responded, “No, time for bed, you Dimwit!” So, Rupert angrily finished polishing the set and headed to bed. When he pushed the door to the large wood cabin open, he was immediately covered in snowballs. Then, the room burst out laughing. Or more accurately everyone IN the room burst out laughing. And then, Rupert’s friends and family all yelled, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Rupert chuckled, “I totally forgot!” Rupert’s parents, Rupert’s little brother, Eliza, and Erica were there. He was going to have a good birthday. His little brother, Fred, shouted, “LET’S EAT!” Reader, several things happened at once. Fred shouted so loud, the windows broke, a volcano erupted, the candles flew out of the cake through the broken window, the lodge collapsed, several icebergs shattered as well, penguins went temporarily deaf, and Santa’s cat died. “Umm, I’d better prepare the Oopsy Conscription,” said Rupert’s father.
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