Karina returned to campus just as the mushrooms were kicking in, realizing the frantic voicemails she'd thought were pranks had not been joking about a "bikepocalypse."
Karina
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Persephone
Persephone, enduring her least favorite part of the year…
Farrah
Farrah, walking home alone from the only club that still stays open until sunrise, wearing the black ring…
Zubaida
Zubaida, glowing and feeling at home on the playa…
Pasithea
Pasithea, suffering from insomnia…
Julietta
Julietta was proud of herself for making it up into the tree without injury, though considerably less proud of the reasons that prompted her to climb it in the first place…
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…
Viviana
Viviana, reminiscing about the infinite sadness…
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…
Em
Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy…
Arae
Arae (and... Friend?) wishing you a smile-free (yet still happy) Halloween season…