Tuesday, February 6
Deus Ex Machina - Part 8: Casting Room
The clockwork minotaur turned its head again. It focused on Ilmarė. The minotaur whirred to life, stomping towards her one plodding step at a time.
“We can’t beat it,” said Ilmarė, her eyes wide. “We can’t…wait!” She fumbled in her pack as the albino minotaur advanced towards her. It was so close that she could hear the ticking of its gears.
She found it.
Ilmarė thrust the invitation up over her head. “Ambrose, I have your invitation!” [MORE]
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