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. She'd never been left alone for this long before. And almost more troublingly, Krystal could have sworn that Lilith had been wearing the black ring when she left for the lake, yet here it was, whispering to her...
Krystal i001 (LVL1)
Krystal i001 (LVL2)
High-Speed Making-Of

Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…

Pherusa
Pherusa doesn't yet own her own guitar, but finds that wherever she goes, she somehow always ends up with one anyway…
Farrah
Farrah, walking home alone from the only club that still stays open until sunrise, wearing the black ring…
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…
Fiola
Fiola, visiting her favorite species at an otherworldly aquarium…
Anya
Anya, directing a music video on her first night shoot…
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…
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…
Sonata
Sonata rarely had cause to visit the main floor of her building, preferring to keep to her own rented office space upstairs. Like her patients, she generally preferred privacy. But her patients had been more distracted than usual lately, reporting a wide variety of confusing phenomena upon entering the building, ever since it had been purchased by the mysterious new owners, and the bank that used to occupy the ground floor became… something else…
Zuira
Zuira put on the black ring and wished for snow…
Katharina
Katharina, taking sweet, sweet revenge…
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