An essay by: Witney Seibold
The Crusades have ended. A plague is sweeping across the landscape. A knight sits, destitute and detached on a beach. He watches the waves roll by. A hawk passes by overhead. The knight’s cynical page lies on the rocks nearby. The horses rest in the waves. Death appears to the knight. The knight is not ready to go just yet; he doesn’t have any real answers. Death may be a physical apparition, but the presence of God is still up in the air, so to speak. To buy a little more time before his fate is up, the knight challenges Death to a game of chess. If he wins, he will live a long full life. If he loses, Death will take him immediately.