Ryder, suddenly becoming very aware why no one else was eager to throw a party in this particular abandoned warehouse.
Ryder
From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…
Pasithea
Pasithea, suffering from insomnia…
Em
Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy…
Ariadne
Ariadne, navigating the labyrinth…
Orico
Although initially fascinated when they first appeared, Orico quickly came to realize that if she wanted to be able to continue lounging on the roof of her building with Larry the lizard, something drastic was going to have to be done about the gargoyles…
Karina
Karina returned to campus just as the mushrooms were kicking in…
Macaria
At this time of night, Macaria often visits the morgue…
Sybil
Not quite alone in the woods, Sybil had an exceptionally clear vision of a very murky immediate future.
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…
Gia
Gia, about to bring the hammer down…
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…