Jolie observes an exhibit, and/or is herself an exhibit being observed…? I still don't know, but I suspect that she does…
Jolie
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Persephone
Persephone, enduring her least favorite part of the year…
Katharina
Katharina, taking sweet, sweet revenge…
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…
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…
Zuira
Zuira put on the black ring and wished for snow…
Rosalia
Rosalia had never been a daydreamer. Nor had her dreams at night meant much to her or stuck with her through the days. She was fine with this, blessed with an innate talent to find fulfillment in the pragmatic. What life threw her way, she enjoyed tackling, even when it felt like life was throwing an abundance of pipe wrenches at her ankles…
Kienna
Kienna, working the night shift at the mermaid tadpole nursery…
Wren
Wren, wondering (or not wondering) what happened to her friend…
Selene
Selene, aboard her spaceship, riding the hyperspace zipline…
Cherry
Once Cherry finally gave in to its constantly whispered requests and wore the black ring to cheerleading practice, things escalated quickly…