The Myopian Defence

Roger Roger could hardly believe his luck. He was almost certain that this project was doomed. Luck had never been something that he had factored into strategic planning. He relied on sound research and a skilled team of analysts. On this project he had a clear lack of each, and yet he still achieved hisContinue reading “The Myopian Defence”

The Myopian Defence

Abe Abe roused with a dust caked throat. He gasped, spluttered, and coughed up a mixture of saliva and sandy debris. He doubled over, heaving for a few seconds, trying to clear out the foreign matter in his throat and lungs. In his fit of dry reaching his vision blurred with grimy tears, and heContinue reading “The Myopian Defence”

The Myopian Defence

Roger Roger Roger Emerson was hoping for a stress-free day. He’d even settle for boring. Boring, now that sounds nice, he thought. What was likely on the menu, however, was one catastrophic shit storm after another. He awoke at 5am to begin his workout regime surrounded by the sparkling view of Acetyl city from hisContinue reading “The Myopian Defence”