The Curse of Gary (Part 74)

The Chessmaster slumped in disbelief. "I've been beaten," he whispered. He stood up, staring blankly, and removed his cloak. Underneath the imposing outer garment was a shrivelled pink body. A fleece of white hair, like candy floss, sprouted from his drooping chest and round pot belly, and two long knee surgery scars marked his feeble... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 73)

The Chessmaster glared at Victor, and then looked at the board. He scratched his head. Three black pieces left. He squinted at the edge of the table. "What is that?" He licked his fingertip then leaned over and began rubbing a tiny smudge from the smooth surface. "Unbelievable," he said. "You try to keep things... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 72)

The Chessmaster's gaze fell and darted about; his hands fumbled and brushed his cloak. Victor leaned forward on the stool and rested his elbows on his knees. "Shall we begin?" The Chessmaster scratched his ear and cleared his throat. "Uh, yes, let's begin... begin the chess game... which I am really good at. But wait!... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Gary (Part 71)

"Who are you?" asked Victor. "I," said the man, "am the incarnation of cunning, the epitome of wisdom; I see ten steps ahead of any mortal, and comprehend a thousand possible paths at once. Never defeated, my strategy is infallible, my defence impenetrable, my attack irresistible. My queen strikes fear into the bravest hearts, and... Continue Reading →

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