Gia, about to bring the hammer down. If she builds it, what will come...?
Gia
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Tricia
There was no universe in which Tricia was not obsessed with flight. In tandem with her obsession came its inevitable, plentiful opposition: a cavalcade of obstacles meant to prevent her ascent to the skies…
Xia
The singular face of Xia, attending an eclectic gallery opening in several alternate dimensions simultaneously…
Flynne
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…
Persephone
Persephone, enduring her least favorite part of the year…
Mila & Milana
Mila & Milana loved nothing more than to scare the crap out of hotel guests, lingering in the long hallways for hours, waiting for one unsuspecting innocent after another to come around a corner and spot them…
Selene
Selene, aboard her spaceship, riding the hyperspace zipline…
Xerew
Like any artist in her gallery's stable who desired to remain as such, Xerew was required to attend all opening night celebrations during which at least one of her works hung on the walls. But instead of schmoozing & selling herself or her paintings (as the gallery would obviously prefer she do), she tended to find herself more interested in determining who amongst the crowd was actually human (and if so, just how human).
Mae
Mae, honestly not all that surprised to confirm that giving herself an impromptu tarot reading at the behest of a whispered voice emanating from a black ring would have immediate and particularly harrowing repercussions…
Pasithea
Pasithea, suffering from insomnia…
Em
Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy…