Flynne, assuring a potential customer that she would not have traveled nearly so far if she was just another purveyor of crystals that don't actually work. (Considering her fuel tank was also full of them, this was true in more ways than one.)
Flynne
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Wren
Wren, wondering (or not wondering) what happened to her friend…
Dani
Dani often dreamt she was jumping around an inflatable bounce house, but she'd never before woken up in one…
Anya
Anya, directing a music video on her first night shoot…
Persephone
Persephone, enduring her least favorite part of the year…
Tiziana
Tiziana knew by now that she was not really in a magical forest, but she still couldn't help frequently forgetting that fact, because the forest was very good at pretending to be a forest, and even better at pretending to be magical…
Dizonia
Dizonia was not fooled by the assorted spirits' blatant attempt to throw her off their scent…
Jolie
Jolie observes an exhibit, and/or is herself an exhibit being observed…
Yarine
For as long as she could remember, Yarine had been able to lucid dream. Growing up with this inherent ability, for her, dreaming seemed like just another series of realities, and likewise, waking life often felt like merely her most persistent (and most obstinate) dream…
Prescilla
Prescilla believes in the cyberpunk future we all deserve…
Kenise
Most guests at an art opening, particularly one located in a sizable outdoor sculpture garden, showed up with maximum intent to schmooze. Kenise, on the other hand, became schmoozed out especially swiftly, and thus preferred to sneak away and absorb herself in sketching…