Pasithea

Dizonia was not fooled by the assorted spirits' blatant attempt to throw her off their scent…

Tawai, arriving at a dinner party only to discover that not all of the guests appear to be strictly human…

Zuira put on the black ring and wished for snow…

For her 21st birthday, Rǣlia (known to her friends as "Really") decided to organize a celebratory nighttime gathering at Multiversal City theme park. The evening, attended by a dozen or so of the aforementioned friends, included an expansive dinner and mixed drinks, and then more mixing of drinks, and had been perfectly festive and joyous right up until she'd snatched a random bongo drum (from a couch shaped like a boat) and announced that she wanted to start a drum circle. Suddenly, all of her laughing friends were nowhere to be found…

Prescilla believes in the cyberpunk future we all deserve…

Wren, wondering (or not wondering) what happened to her friend…

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…

Elisa, trying to figure out just what, exactly, this random street fair is celebrating…

Cleo, performing a surprisingly effective creativity ritual in her studio…

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…