At this time of night, Macaria often visits the morgue.
Macaria
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Farrah
Farrah, walking home alone from the only club that still stays open until sunrise, wearing the black ring…
Prescilla
Prescilla believes in the cyberpunk future we all deserve…
Zuira
Zuira put on the black ring and wished for snow…
Katharina
Katharina, taking sweet, sweet revenge…
Giuliana
The night before her 18th birthday, Giuliana fell asleep on Earth for the last time. Later, she realized it was far from the first time she'd been abducted. Numerous troubling occurrences—occasionally inexplicable happenings that had punched confounding holes throughout the continuity of her childhood & adolescent memories—suddenly all pieced themselves together into a coherent, canonical whole, for which her current situation, light years removed from Earth, became the only possible, inevitable adulthood.
Pasithea
Pasithea, suffering from insomnia…
Zubaida
Zubaida, glowing and feeling at home on the playa…
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…
Karina
Karina returned to campus just as the mushrooms were kicking in…
Brandy
Brandy had returned to the temple that she thought was her home, until she tried to leave again. Her main hall no longer led outside, but simply repeated itself, extending farther than she could see…