Tawai, arriving at a dinner party only to discover that not all of the guests appear to be strictly human.
Tawai
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Zuira
Zuira put on the black ring and wished for snow…
Em
Em, paradoxically feeling more than ever like a misfit toy…
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…
Augusta
Augusta, haunted by the many ghosts of her childhood…
Karina
Karina returned to campus just as the mushrooms were kicking in…
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).
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…
Persephone
Persephone, enduring her least favorite part of the year…
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…
Fiola
Fiola, visiting her favorite species at an otherworldly aquarium…