by Christopher Fruge
I had Sun Tzu’ed the shit out of us, assuring myself victory. I kept one step ahead and planned. I was there where you weren't. I kept score when you didn't even see the game being played. In the end, I was the triumphant general riding off on his war elephant with withered and elongated legs of malice. And it's taken years, but now when I look back upon the scorched earth of us that I left behind, I feel nothing but grief and just wish I had told you what I felt, instead of waging war.
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Christopher "Chris" Fruge works in computer security by day and writes by night. His work appears, or is forthcoming, in 50 Word Stories, 101 Words, and 50 Give or Take. Check out Chris on X (formerly Twitter) and Instagram.