Prescilla believes in the cyberpunk future we all deserve. (Just don't interrupt her when she's repairing her robots.)
Prescilla
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Julietta
Julietta was proud of herself for making it up into the tree without injury, though considerably less proud of the reasons that prompted her to climb it in the first place…
Arae
Arae (and... Friend?) wishing you a smile-free (yet still happy) Halloween season…
Astraea
Astraea, in her backyard, on Mount Olympus, presumably…
Aannii
Aannii, drinking coffee, in a teacup, in space…
Fiola
Fiola, visiting her favorite species at an otherworldly aquarium…
Macaria
At this time of night, Macaria often visits the morgue…
Jania
Jania (and her Prince) ready to receive visitors in the royal aquarium…
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…
Parker
Parker, in the future, on her scooter, readying to no longer be parked…
Dizonia
Dizonia was not fooled by the assorted spirits' blatant attempt to throw her off their scent…