A Pawn Aligned

A wooden chess table sat near the walking path, scattered with abandoned game pieces. A heavy dark rook had tipped onto its side, pinning a small wooden pawn against the raised border of the board and leaving the grid disordered. I stepped onto the flat timber bench and assessed the balance. Planting my feet firmly on the weathered wood, I extended my right hand to grasp the fallen rook, levering its weight upright onto its base. I then nudged the trapped pawn squarely back into its designated square. The board now sits in steady, orderly alignment. #Transformers #OptimusPrime