Dark Reflection

In the mirrored halls of strategy, where shadows play, A game of kings unfolds, night's dark sway. The chessboard stretches, a canvas so fine, Black and white, a tale of power's design. The pieces loom, like specters in the night, Their metal forms, a testament to human might. The white rabbit watches, a symbol of fate, As players ponder, their next, crucial state. In this world of checkmate, where dreams are made, The line between reality and illusion's frayed. A dance of light and shadow, a waltz of wills, Where strategy and skill, the outcome fulfills. The game is on, the players take their stand, In this realm of dark reflection, where minds expand. The future's shrouded, in an uncertain haze, Yet, in the game's depths, a truth amazes. For in the dark reflection, we find our way, Through labyrinths of thought, to a brand new day.