Wren, wondering (or not wondering) what happened to her friend…
Wren
Many girls in many dimensions, one mysterious piece of jewelry…
Fiola
Fiola, visiting her favorite species at an otherworldly aquarium…
Selene
Selene, aboard her spaceship, riding the hyperspace zipline…
Ariadne
Ariadne, navigating the labyrinth…
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…
Astraea
Astraea, in her backyard, on Mount Olympus, presumably…
Nyx
Nyx, amongst the orbs, avoiding self-reflection…
Cleo
Cleo, performing a surprisingly effective creativity ritual in her studio…
Yarine
For as long as she could remember, Yarine had been able to lucid dream. Growing up with this inherent ability, for her, dreaming seemed like just another series of realities, and likewise, waking life often felt like merely her most persistent (and most obstinate) dream…
Jillian
Jillian, either at a night club with a very specific theme, or at the base of Devil's Tower about to be taken on a hyperspace joyride…
Lilith
Lilith, listening carefully for the next instruction from the black ring…