Talula

Talula had come to prefer hosting her own gatherings rather than visiting anyone else's home, as few other hosts turned out to be amenable to the trail of flora that sprang up from whatever surface she'd just stepped upon. She was gradually training herself to control the appearance and rate of growth of this vegetative trail, but for the moment it was still beyond her ability to stop it completely. She was almost ready to give up on trying to get in touch with Brandy again, the ethereal, flower-crowned woman who'd given her the black ring and tricked her into accepting the power to begin with, but Brandy (who'd so far seemed perfectly willing to offer her assistance, both remotely and in person, yet unwilling to rescind the gift itself) had, for no reason Talula could figure, stopped returning her calls...

From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…

Inka, aware of the Minders for several years now and long past cycling through self-doubt (am I dreaming? high? crazy?), had simply accepted their presence, and the fact that no one else seemed to be able to see them, as a novel fact of her life. For the most part, they just floated around, though it was clear from the get-go that they gravitated toward populated areas…

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

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…

Raven, aglow with job satisfaction at the Museum of the Odd…

Rhea, in the garden, alone…

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…

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…

Not quite alone in the woods, Sybil had an exceptionally clear vision of a very murky immediate future.

Zubaida, glowing and feeling at home on the playa…

Angelia, waiting to catch a flight home…

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