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A Stale Mate.

Just as Onyx lunched forward, his ‘friend’ immediately did the same. Amazing, Onyx was sure he would catch him by surprise, but his friend was not fooled. Its as if they were in each others heads. Two equally skilled warriors, never able to strike a killing blow on the other, their conflict only giving way to mutual exhaustion. Onyx took a step back and sat again. It was slow day, he had no other matters to tend to. He would figure his combatant out, surely they couldn’t match each other move for move forever. Onyx thought about his family, he hadn’t seen them in quite some time. Funny people, always so happy to see him, but always speaking nonsensical jibberish. They haven’t always had the best luck communicating, still he missed. The sun shined in through the window and struck something shiny in the room. It cast a small drop of light onto the floor, Onyx stared it briefly and tracked it across the carpet. He drifted asleep.

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