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…
Karina
Karina returned to campus just as the mushrooms were kicking in…
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…
Sora
Sora had been hearing a lot about the Museum of the Odd since her mother Raven had started working there a few months ago, finally piquing her curiosity enough to compel her to apply for a summer internship…
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…
Ryder
Ryder, suddenly becoming very aware why no one else was eager to throw a party in this particular abandoned warehouse…
Selene
Selene, aboard her spaceship, riding the hyperspace zipline…
Saffron
What Saffron missed most about smoking was having a reason to compel her to take smoke breaks. So she started feeding the birds…
Viviana
Viviana, reminiscing about the infinite sadness…
Krystal
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…
Anya
Anya, directing a music video on her first night shoot…