Master Brahms
My board was dwindling quickly, and my anger at such a one-sided defeat was increased whenever I looked up into Brahms’ smug, synth face—my face.
Read MorePosted by Storm Humbert | Nov 20, 2018 | Short Fiction
My board was dwindling quickly, and my anger at such a one-sided defeat was increased whenever I looked up into Brahms’ smug, synth face—my face.
Read More