At this time of night, Macaria often visits the morgue.
Macaria 5C509A
Macaria 5C509A (LVL00⁺@)
Macaria 5C509A (LVL1@˜)
Macaria
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Starla
Starla used to have a black thumb. Then she found the black ring…
Ariadne
Ariadne, navigating the labyrinth…
Em
Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy…
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…
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…
Augusta
Augusta, haunted by the many ghosts of her childhood…
Gia
Gia, about to bring the hammer down…
Arae
Arae (and... Friend?) wishing you a smile-free (yet still happy) Halloween season…
Zofya
Zofya had long ago achieved a level of fame at which everyone knew her last name, but rarely felt a need to use it. She was a singular talent, a fact made all the more evident by the unprecedented scope of her interplanetary concert tour, and her insistence on traveling to perform in the flesh, rather than relying on the industry standard remote holographic projections. Still, by the last leg of her year-long journey around the galaxy, she was as ready as anyone would be to get home to Earth and take a break.
Nyx
Nyx, amongst the orbs, avoiding self-reflection…