CHESS NOVEL
To my eternal brother, Karen Asryan
Hello Karen, is everything ok? (SMS)
“It was like the question of what exists and what does not, as everything is, nobody knows that he exists, but he does. Like with God, for example. Nobody knows that he exists, but he is talking now, you can be sure of it. Do you have a smoke? I like strong cigarettes.”
I offered the old man a slim; he complained, but he had not choice, he took it and lit it immediately.
“You know, I don’t like noise, I’m an irritable person, I need silence to calculate my next move. Real sound comes from within silence, from emptiness, blackness, from zero, it comes carefully, lighting matches along the way. You have to be careful to capture it, grab it tightly, like a fly resting on your elbow, don’t doubt that if y
