Gia, about to bring the hammer down. If she builds it, what will come...?
Gia
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Lyssa
Xia
The singular face of Xia, attending an eclectic gallery opening in several alternate dimensions simultaneously…
Krystal
Krystal had spent countless hours in the woods around the cabin, silently stalking any prey she could track, gradually maturing into a fearsome apex predator undaunted by any kind of weather. It was what she'd always done when her mother would bring her up to the mountains and then disappear into the wilderness to perform her “rituals,” but this time felt different…
Tawai
Tawai, arriving at a dinner party only to discover that not all of the guests appear to be strictly human…
Viviana
Viviana, reminiscing about the infinite sadness…
Samara
Samara was charged with protection of the sacred forest. Since early childhood, she had been trained by the Coven in the ancient ways of her peoples' magic. The Dozen Mothers took turns guiding her through the dark woods, each imparting her own share of esoteric knowledge, gradually imbuing her with the power required to hear the breathing of the trees, to communicate in birdsong, to summon lightning from the clouds. Eventually, she began to feel the forest as an extension of herself, or rather, that she herself was an extension of the forest…
Talula
Talula had come to prefer hosting her own gatherings rather than visiting anyone else's home, as few other hosts turned out to be amenable to the trail of flora that sprang up from whatever surface she'd just stepped upon. She was gradually training herself to control the appearance and rate of growth of this vegetative trail, but for the moment it was still beyond her ability to stop it completely…
Jolie
Jolie observes an exhibit, and/or is herself an exhibit being observed…
Sybil
Not quite alone in the woods, Sybil had an exceptionally clear vision of a very murky immediate future.
Macaria
At this time of night, Macaria often visits the morgue…