Maya, lost in illusion.
Maya
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Sybil
Not quite alone in the woods, Sybil had an exceptionally clear vision of a very murky immediate future.
Yarine
For as long as she could remember, Yarine had been able to lucid dream. Growing up with this inherent ability, for her, dreaming seemed like just another series of realities, and likewise, waking life often felt like merely her most persistent (and most obstinate) dream…
Lyssa
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…
Aannii
Aannii, drinking coffee, in a teacup, in space…
Jillian
Jillian, either at a night club with a very specific theme, or at the base of Devil's Tower about to be taken on a hyperspace joyride…
Parker
Parker, in the future, on her scooter, readying to no longer be parked…
Kienna
Kienna, working the night shift at the mermaid tadpole nursery…
Farrah
Farrah, walking home alone from the only club that still stays open until sunrise, wearing the black ring…
Ariadne
Ariadne, navigating the labyrinth…