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Sybil
Not quite alone in the woods, Sybil had an exceptionally clear vision of a very murky immediate future.
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Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Lucia
Lucia preferred the tranquility of the underwater world to the hectic, more populated surface. She'd worked with the Ocean Reef Group, helping to maintain Nemo's Garden, an agricultural experiment off the coast of the Italian Riviera that grew samples of land-based crops in underwater greenhouses called biospheres. But after storms & the pandemic cut off access to the project for months, the team was pared back to a skeleton crew, & she was cut loose. Not long into her hunt for a new job, she was contacted by a company called Reprion & recruited to work on their research submarine, the Thalassa. Eager to get back underwater, she didn't ask as many questions as she probably should have…
Tricia
There was no universe in which Tricia was not obsessed with flight. In tandem with her obsession came its inevitable, plentiful opposition: a cavalcade of obstacles meant to prevent her ascent to the skies…
Xerew
Like any artist in her gallery's stable who desired to remain as such, Xerew was required to attend all opening night celebrations during which at least one of her works hung on the walls. But instead of schmoozing & selling herself or her paintings (as the gallery would obviously prefer she do), she tended to find herself more interested in determining who amongst the crowd was actually human (and if so, just how human).
Persephone
Persephone, enduring her least favorite part of the year…
Jolie
Jolie observes an exhibit, and/or is herself an exhibit being observed…
Astraea
Astraea, in her backyard, on Mount Olympus, presumably…
Parker
Parker, in the future, on her scooter, readying to no longer be parked…
Sonata
Sonata rarely had cause to visit the main floor of her building, preferring to keep to her own rented office space upstairs. Like her patients, she generally preferred privacy. But her patients had been more distracted than usual lately, reporting a wide variety of confusing phenomena upon entering the building, ever since it had been purchased by the mysterious new owners, and the bank that used to occupy the ground floor became… something else…
Katharina
Katharina, taking sweet, sweet revenge…
Zubaida
Zubaida, glowing and feeling at home on the playa…
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