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. These would often manifest in the forms of previously innocuous people suddenly turned mortal enemies, or perfect storms of inconvenient circumstance, yet always seemed so neatly arranged before her that they ended up clearly delineating the upward path they were seemingly meant to dissuade her from taking in the first place. Forthright, unshakeable, and possessed as she was of a greater patience than most could comprehend, time and again, however improbably, she would make her way up.
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Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…

Prescilla
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Krystal
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Xerew
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Arabella
Despite having gone to the lake in the woods with a trunk full of costume changes and the express intent to be photographed, Arabella could not shake the eerie sensation that she was being watched by additional, unseen eyes.
Sora
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Mila & Milana
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Lilith
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Nona
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Maya
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Yarine
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