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| Name | Arcanist | Description |
|---|---|---|
The Druid | Druvis III | She returned to the top of the oak tree, feeling as if she were back in her mother's arms. |
Barents Sea Witch | Lilya | She might have made a bit of trouble, but it was definitely harmless. |
A Midsummer Night's Dream | Nick Bottom | Fate might just be a carrot which has been hung askew accidentally. Thankfully, it still tastes alright. |
| Another Way | Eagle | The fledgling will eventually become an eagle. |
The Sixth Sense | Eagle | All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. |
Order of St. Gabriel | A Knight | Amid the passing of time, the one thing that remains the same is the pure belief. |
World on the Other Side | Sotheby | What other incredible things are awaiting her on the other side of the world? |
Deep in the Curtains | Sotheby | A perfect lead actress, and the mother's best daughter. |
Genius of Useless Inventions | X | They're very common, or at least they should be. |
Breathing in Silence | X | Now you know why the call doesn't get through. |
Sweet Nighty Night | Sweetheart | It is always difficult to have restful sleep at night. She is always busy panicking, comforting people and gazing at the beautiful ruins. |
The Loner | Зима | They talk about everything under the sun. |
Bunny Girl of the Year | Bunny Bunny | She did it. She deserves it. You deserve this honor, pretty lady. |
My Dear Good Friends | Pavia | It doesn't matter now, though. He will never be "alone" from now on. |
The New "Red Queen" | Baby Blue | She's not red and certainly no queen, but that doesn't matter. It really doesn't. |
The Tyrant in Illusion | Charlie | She stood on the stage. That's her kingdom. |
Through Mirrors and Curtains | Charlie | One person, two figures; like reflection, like shadow. |
When the Bell Rings | Oliver Fog | The hands on the pocket watch are pointing to the right hour. It's time to knock off. |
The Misfit | Bkornblume | The scarf can block the cold air, so can the books. |
Truth Behind the Deep Red | Bkornblume | Closer, a little closer. Finally, the end. |
Sword of Hamurabi | Dikke | Her heart is as clear as a mirror and her sword shall slay all injustices. |
Parade Anthem | Sonetto | A new sky, an exotic journey, a perfect show, the beginning of a breathtaking story. |
An Uninvited Guest | Balloon Party | Don't worry. She will be here, very soon. Verrrry sooooon! |
A Flaring Star | Regulus | She and everything she loves: nice rock music, a cool vehicle and a good friend. |
The Fierce Fan | Regulus | Cheer, London, for the glorious victory, for the invincible team ... Cheer louder! |
Black Rifle | Mondlicht | Stroking the silver bullets, the axe blade and the charred muzzle, she wreaked another vengeance. |
Erudite and Juicy | APPLe | Inside him there are knowledge, wisdom, fragrance ... and juice. |
Echoing to Woodstock | APPLe | Restlessness is rare to seen on this gentleman. So is the smoothing music packed with Vitamin C. |
Bouquet for the Bold | Cristallo | She believes that her pain worsening is a sign of recovery. |
The Great Show | Centurion | Greeted with thunderous applause and cheers, she is a woman of ambition and adventure, like the golden pearl on Lady Luck's ear. |
The Universal Star | Centurion | The crowd keeps coming for her, just to touch the skirt of the lucky one's garment. |
The Girl in the Frame | TTT | She will stay mum... anyway, just tell her the secret! |
Last Words | Necrologist | She doesn't want the museum to get too crowded. |
Reed Bloom | Satsuki | Currently, she has found a reason to live here long-term. |
Ghost Predator of HK | An-an Lee | Knowing to return after losing one's way is the best course of action. |
Chef de Madame | Matilda Bouanich | Standing gracefully on the pinnacle of the world, she is the the the the the best of all. |
Catcher in the Rye | Rabies | He meows, purrs and likes the strange thing on his neck. |
Gent Cullinan | Tennant | She is always ready with elegant words, eye-catching "diamonds" and sweet lies. |
Another Answer | Ms. Moissan | But the patterns on ceramics are not limited to one kind, nor are her answers to the question. |
Summertime Shyness | Poltergeist | It's always good to have more friends. Maybe it's the same with legs. |
Beware of Dog | Medicine Pocket | Yes, that's right. Write down what I say. That's what you're for. |
A Wordless Letter | Voyager | Just a singing little star. |
The Best Angle | Click | He takes photos of the cruel wars, in the best angle. |
Lady of the Evernight | Eternity | Hot milk is always a guard in the dream. Its heat drives away fear of the unknown and the shadow from the past. |
Creator of the New Era | Ms. NewBabel | To: The Beautiful New Era. |
"Sweet Dream" | Tooth Fairy | When those fluttering wings melted on her tongue, she could taste a blend of gardenia and peppermint oil. |
Hide and Seek | Jessica | So swift, so light, so inescapable. |
The Instrumentalist & Rationalist | Mesmer Jr. | After the 7th round of hand cleaning today, she is now even more afraid of dust. |
The Great Jarl Erick | Erick | The voyage of the brave, the triumph of the viking, and the long-anticipated reunion on the glory day. |
P-P-Pink Lady | Blonney | She'll take you to see those friends of hers. Just remember—run faster. |
Screamism | Horropedia | A little monster under the sheets and a steadfast guardian of the heart. |
The Ramirez Style | Melania | "The imagination that goes beyond a thief's." |
An Indigo Fluff | Pickles | A superstar born under the spotlight. |
The Digger of Art | Diggers | Love and peace. Love and peace. |
The Adventure on the Mountains | Leilani | The wrong path up the mountain, the right time for admiring the sunset. |
The Genius's Holiday | Matilda Bouanich | The scenery you should see the most is right here. |
Roaming in Delhi | Tennant | She scrutinizes the past with curious eyes. |
The Young Dog and The Sea | Pickles | A border collie on the beach, an epistemological thought experiment. |
The Star Reader | Kaalaa Baunaa | Mankind is not different from the stars about them. |
Tambourine | Kanjira | There will always be a drumbeat for you to dance to. |
South of the Mountain | Shamane | Until the day the snow melts. |
A Prime Number | Thirty-seven | The cornerstone of the numeric world. |
The Perfect Number | Six | A solitary leader. |
The Art of Destreza | Lilya | Swordsmanship—a composite model of points, lines, and surfaces. |
The Preaching of Venus | Sweetheart | Such perfect ... curvatures. |
Another Assumption | Diggers | Reject violence, reject hatred, reject getting up early, reject mathematics. |
Antinomies | La Source | Mathematics is a vast castle one could explore for all eternity. |
Sparrow, Hummingbird, Flower | Spathodea | —Lighting the way with the brightest spark, always. |
| Enlightened by Mushrooms | Ezra Theodore | He is enigmatic, handsome, and always a puzzle to decipher. |
Red Desert Special Offer | Desert Flannel | Yes, she is always on her way. |
Flammy's Dream | Ulu | And soon, it would become reality. |
Dressage | Darley Clatter | The combination of speed and grace is indeed possible. |
The Leap of a Wolf | Pavia | This is just an extraordinary—and certainly not dangerous—leap over the treetops. |
The Pointy End Up | Dikke | Resolute, like a verdict. |
Ace Through the Bagel | Tooth Fairy | Wait for the perfect alignment of the green and the halo—that's when you know it's time. |
In the Same River | Енисей | The water constantly beckons, a soft whisper in her ear, luring her closer and closer until she forgets the biting cold. |
Let There Be a Way Out | Jiu Niangzi | Finally, she has learned the value of making her own way. |
The Breeze of Ease | Getian | A tale passed down to the mortal realm. |
Lady With Nao'E | Druvis III | Spring has returned. |
Galloping Across Time | A Knight | His bravery endures in the dream, on his sword, on the new battlefield. |
A Day in the Mountains | Зима | A poem passes by, leaving a trail of wonder in its path. |
Folk Song of the Silver Butterfly | Balloon Party | Quiet, do you hear that? Oh my... It's a flurry of butterflies! |
Between Clouds and Pine Trees | An-an Lee | An edgeless sword? That's more than enough. |
A Returning Wind | Marcus | The last hesitation, on a page that stops abruptly. |
Polyphony | Isolde | I am ... am I? I am. I AM! |
Silver Rose | Satsuki | She has accepted and is waiting. |
Outside the Church | Ms. Moissan | Just for a pretty little flower. |
A Peaceful Night | Melania | My dear, it's just a little trick. |
Happy Bird Catcher | Thirty-seven | Tweet, tweet, tweet! |
Measuring the World | Windsong | A profound line engraved in a boundless world. |
Corner on the Square | Авксивий | Look, who is watching? Listen, who is talking? Oh, it's you and me. |
Towards the Ideal Life | Вила | United in a common purpose, no matter where we come from. |
On the Sparrow Hills | Baby Blue | Behold, a sun-kissed garden that every child dreams of. |
See You at the Workers' Club | Oliver Fog | A much needed break, just when it is needed. |
A Visit to the Arctic | Eternity | Those who brave the cold, reap treasures untold. |
The Cosmos Photographer | Medicine Pocket | Hey you, it's your turn! Get up here and accept this well-deserved medal! |
Reflections Within Reflections | Kakania | She gazes into the mirror, and the mirror gazes back at her. |
The Mirror | Semmelweis | The bonds of form and shadow have been cast off. Here lies emptiness. |
| Time to Pray | Lorelei | From every corner of the world they come, to dream deeply by the fountain's side. |
A Robot Is Born | Lucy | A road without end. |
Call of the Wild | Desert Flannel | Glistening upon the red earth once more. |
Emotion in Tranquility | Sonetto | A speck in the vault of memory, a fragment in the depths of reverie. |
New Journey | Voyager | "In the end, I brave the known and the unknown, my voice my guide on this journey alone." |
A Day to Rest | Mesmer Jr. | A fresh world to meet, a new future to greet. |
Voyage from Your Bed | Jessica | She knows not her destination, yet her heart is filled with anticipation. |
Take Off! To the Future | Regulus | Ahoy, me listeners! Welcome to the return of Pirate Radio! |
Top Speed Rider | Joe | Outta my way, losers. I ain't got time for you! |
The Universe Holds Its Breath | Mercuria | As the noise fades like the ebbing tide, she takes a moment to pause before dawn. |
Eek, Eek! | Sputnik | Shaka shaka chac chac, ooh-ooh aah-aah! |
Swing, Rise, Suspend | Kaalaa Baunaa | Like a burst of planetshine. |
The Night Visitor | Kanjira | She has a knack for finding glimmers amidst the darkness. |
Onwards, To Victory! | Spathodea | There is only one target—the final boss. |
Time and Location | Six | After braving eight perilous encounters with no place to call home, he steps onto the stage at last. |
All Seeing Light | Argus | One eye is blind, one keen in sight; one eye sees nothing, one sharp as a knife. |
Miss Horror | Tuesday | Shh. She and the baby are both here, waiting. |
| A Meadow in Her Dreams | Barbara | A serene paradise, where she can thrive without strife. |
Saturday Special | TTT | Oh don't you worry. She definitely won't peek into your car. |
The Giallo Grind | Blonney | We have a cabin, a lake, and a cautionary tale that you'll definitely want to avoid. |
Yee-Haw! | Ezra Theodore | His beloved steed is called Silver! |
And All That Jazz | Isolde | The breeze halts in this place, where the bluebonnets flourish with grace. |
Carefree Days | Anjo Nala | Nostalgic, snug, content. The idyllic days forever spent. |
Big World in a Small Bottle | White Rum | To the edge of a realm unknown, until its secrets have been shown. |
The Wayward Soul Returns | Lopera | In this tranquil bliss she resides, amidst her calming breaths and sighs. |
The Favela Inventor | Mr. Duncan | The king of scrap art in the favela, or so the children say. |
Under a Different Sea | Poltergeist | Summoning her courage, she decides to try again. This time, she will reach for the warmth of the sun and the joy of bubbles. |
On the White Sand | Marcus | The only sound left is the faint sea breeze, softly brushing against the pages. |
Down in the Grotto | Thirty-seven | Pondering in the cavern of verity, beyond the realm of physical reality. |
Beneath the Jungle Canopy | Shamane | In the depths of the verdant jungle, where life teems and creatures rumble. |
Around the Riverbend | Енисей | She sits by the stream, taking in its cerulean gleam. |
By the Painted City | Вила | A canvas of white, with colors bold and bright. |
Lone Dancer | Willow | Rise and move, to the beat of the sublime rhythm. |
Chirpy Morning Ringer | Flutterpage | She is determined to find the answers, all on her own. |
Sunset Sartor | Brimley | Every now and then, he misses the days when he didn't have to worry about bulls charging at him. |
Justice Cannot Be Delayed | Lilya | No harm, no foul. The game goes on! |
Race to the Finish Line | John Titor | For her, twenty-five kilograms is just the beginning; a mere fraction of what she's capable of carrying. |
Dueling Connoisseurs | Tennant | Her aim, her demeanor, her calculated precision. This is her mastered art, her lifelong ambition. |
Fairies Dancing at Dawn | Tooth Fairy | What secrets do they whisper? A dance among the rocks, mushrooms, and flowers, celebrating the harvest! |
Herald of Horus | Getian | One eye Yin, the other Yang—like Horus's eyes of the sun and the moon. Is he the god's chosen prophet? |
A Knock on the Door | Semmelweis | Triumph requires a steady hand and a steady heart, whether in battle or in art. |
As the Sea Breeze Leads | Barcarola | With no constraints, a solo show, all sounds unleashed, ready to go. |
Fading Ripples | Fatutu | The chip in the shell is one of inconsolable heartache. |
A Voyage with No Return | Necrologist | Joyful tunes and tales, floating on an endless sail. |
Midnight Mistmancer | Mercuria | Listen to your inner call, dance through fog and see it all. |
Raise the Bid | Ms. NewBabel | You're the shining star of tonight, basking in triumph and delight. |
Silver Schirm | Mondlicht | Her quest knows no end, not even the distant horizon can make her bend. |
Seminars on Serenity | Kakania | In the depths of the weary soul, a restless tune plays. Whose heart does it seek, in these turbulent days? |
Above the Green Tiles | Liang Yue | Bells ring at dawn, where past and present become one. |
On the Red Carpet | Noire | The red carpet and the award, she eyes them with just a glance. |
| A Moment of Leisure | Loggerhead | Yet she prefers seeing birds soar in the sky. |
Blossom Spring Fairy | Jiu Niangzi | In a painting without time, sharing a drink so sublime. |
The Red Thread of Fate | Sotheby | With threads intertwined, in time we'll find our hearts realigned. |
Story of the Jade Vase | Tuesday | Beauty is but a fleeting show, what truths lie beneath the glow? |
Shrouded in Thorns | Druvis III | "The moon has risen," so sing the ravens. |
Records from the Jade Hunt | Windsong | Search for jade on mountains high, where peril waits and dangers lie. |
The Shadow Play Master | The Fool | A dance of silhouettes, where shadows intertwine in perfect duet. |
Infinitude | Aleph | The world—a prison of the self. |
Foreword | Recoleta | The ending writ before the tale unfolds, a secret fate the story holds. |
Friend of the Splintercat | Lopera | Many rangers opine, it's better to live with beasts than with individuals unkind. |
Red and White | Melania | Bouquets of red and doves of white, Just parlor tricks, or perhaps not quite? |
The Last Portent | Willow | Though fate tries to dim her light, she dances on, burning bright. |
Oaths and Bonuses | Erick | A dungeon is nothing to fear, it pales in comparison to the dark after lights disappear. |
Digital Jungle | Hissabeth | Have a taste while it's still fresh. |
A Box of Marbles | Kiperina | Glass orbs on velvet swirl aloft, she gazes upon what cannot be lost. |
Before the Light Fades | Name Day | Flowing on the blade's edged line, sometimes it burns, then fades in perfect time. |
Starbound Bounty Hunter | Argus | The hunter's bullet never rests—not until it reaches the far-flung stellar belts beyond light-years. |
Choir of the Stars | Voyager | She leads and millions of stars sing along the names of the universe in their own language. |
Casa of the Curved Lines | Fatutu | The straight line belongs to humanity. The curved line belongs to the creator. |
By the Razed Polis | Six | History is a ruin, and what once was has turned to ash and dust. |
Asteroid Allegro | Barcarola | When melodies ascend on high, against gravity they defy. |
Space Traveler | Rabies | Who could it be who brought the balloon swing? Was it you? Or was it me? |
Universe in the Tank | Ulrich | Chaotic and desperate. Typical Laplace working style. |
Behind the "Unknown" | Nautika | Go and pursue, for the "unknown" is out there. |
Things Never Forgotten | Moldir | The only way through is forward; there is no turning back. |
A Ceremony Among Friends | Buddy Fairchild | Sometimes, a well-ended adventure tastes sweeter than any nut. |
The Queen's Game | Lucy | I am willing to be the pioneer. |
A Glimpse of the Cosmos | Ulrich | The wise man declares, "A circle is perfection." The world laughs, "So is an ellipse." |
The Knight of La Mancha | Recoleta | At the ideal starting point—of creation, of vision, of victory! |
The Universe in the Rook's Shell | Kiperina | Weightless among the ruins of the past, falling becomes the way forward. |
The Sound of Paradise | Jessica | To their special bond. |
The Pawn's Promotional Waltz | Twins Sleep | A crown can't be split, so we crowned another. |
The Shackles of Sin | Sentinel | Yet create their own hell through the barrels of their cannons and guns. |
Wailing Silence | Charon | Shadows of life, memories of death, a lone walk along the Styx. |
Gently Comes the Thawing Breeze | Flutterpage | When the spring winds blow, their last embers of sorrow are swept away. |
The Lone Wolf's Howl | Joe | His past quest has ended, yet hope still beats deep within his chest. |
The Wax and Wane of the Heart | Semmelweis | Though the moon waxes and wanes, her heart holds true. |
Lifeline of the Battlefield | Ms. Radio | The morning starts with encouraging news from the home front. |
Leap of Faith | Ezio Auditore | Fated to inherit his legacy. Compelled to honor freedom. |
Radiant in Blue | Kassandra | At dawn's first light, Athena bestows her glory. |
Second Conquest | Alexios | Some are fated to fall. He is fated to rise. |
Serpentine Primavera | Hissabeth | When she opens her eyes, even the joy of spring may be turned to stone. |
Daughter of the Wine-Dark Sea | Вила | The waves unite, together they sing a melody long lost in time. |
To the Gates of the Underworld | Marcus | All the world is remembered in verse and poetry. |
The Golden Nurturer | Eternity | A thousand golden grains fall into a warm embrace. |
The Fruit of Wisdom | APPLe | O glorious apple, the answer to infinite questions. |
The Warmth She Knitted | Corvus | Beneath that icy gaze beats a fiery heart. |
The Piper's Dream | Rubuska | In the long shadow of sunrise, she sits alone, savoring the scent of a fading dream. |
The Nightmare's Trespasser | Windsong | No need to pray before taking the shot; she has already calculated the bullet's trajectory. |
A Feast of Imagery | Aleph | The dead, the dying, the manic, the deranged ... All are his creations. |
The Evergreen Soul | A Knight | Green overtakes the tombstone, marking another victory of life over the weight of destiny. |
A Dream in Stained Glass | Cristallo | She wakes under the full moon, embracing the life the story has brought her. |
The Flowing Stream's Luster | Beryl | It can be hazy, uncertain, fickle—and, most of all, beautiful. |
A Wayward Intermission | Brume | A hero may pass you by, but a taxi driver never will. |
Forbidden Fruit | Anjo Nala | Men judge the fruit for a sin of their own making. |
The Last Fluttering Beat | Isolde | Don't tremble, don't fight it—you'll only ruin the pattern on your wings. |
Till the Sun Falls | Kaalaa Baunaa | Volatile as the moon, ephemeral as the day. |
Guardian of the Broken | Kakania | Her hand stretched out to rescue but grasped only air. |
Idol Fascinations | Pioneer | That which changes your look may alter your soul. |
Where the Banner Points | Igor | The living and the dead charge together beneath an invisible banner. |
And This I Swear | Marsha | She sacrifices herself to fulfill the true meaning of ancient oaths. |
The Nightmare's Carol | Mercuria | In this bric-a-brac, a secret cracked, This will bring the lonely's laughter back. |
By Reflections Witnessed | Sentinel | The bell's toll echoes, a silent reflection in the mirrored hall, announcing the beginning of a new day. |
Idyll of the Luberon | Moldir | Perhaps this moment of tranquility is what she's been yearning for. |
Forever Is Too Short | Medicine Pocket | Those creatures who once gently licked our hands have given their lives so that we may make ours eternal. |
Service Fit for Royalty | Bunny Bunny | The sun is shining; time to start the day's work. |
Downstream of Letting Go | Paper Heron | Lanterns glow in every home as families gather for the holiday, and all she has is a small boat. |
Breaking Free from a Burning Cage | Cheng Heguang | Only with the light from the burning cage could he see the sky beyond. |
The Everlasting Scribbler | Reed | Recording the distant past in the fleeting present. |
The Woven Legend | Tooth Fairy | Beneath the woven butterflies lies a bloody past and a debt unpaid. |
The Moon's Reflection | Liang Yue | The moonlight glimmering on her blade, she leaps off the roof, ready to tear through the shadows of the night. |
Song of the Shadow Dancer | Rubuska | Flute notes flutter from the village in the mountain, revealing a dancer among the shadows. |
A Hymn to Seclusion | Six | In the past reflected on the water, he sings the note of truth. |
Reborn and Restored | Willow | Swallows swoop betwixt the willow, ushering spring to its withered branches. |
The Trapped Trapmaster | Noire | If only schemes were as easy to see through as traps. |
A Daoist's Madness | Horropedia | Dealing with the living by day, roaming among the dead by night. |
Rain, Chaos, and Fluttering | Lorentz Butterfly | The world itself is a synthesis of chaos. |
Between Spirits and Blossoms | Ramona | The unheard and the unseen all find their way to her. |
| Birth of Spring | Lady by the Lake | When the lake is only a lake. When she is only herself. |
A Utopia in Painted Glass | Kiperina | Her ideal world lies on the other side of the stained glass. |
Burning Away Tears | Corvus | Crying, wailing, tears about to fall, arms reaching for hope ... Words have no power here. |
Cold Cradle | Tuesday | She hums a somber lullaby—a mother's way to soothe her trembling, heart-pierced child. |
"Bottom's Dream" | Nick Bottom | He carves his heart into a rose for a midsummer's night. |
Cloze Testing | Enigma | The search for an answer about "tomorrow" continues. |
The Ever-Burning Embrace | Marsha | Defying the eternal darkness with her heart's flame. |
The Weight of Words | Recoleta | A book is completed not by the writer's ending, but by the reader's beginning. |
Sailing Around the World | White Rum | Her exhaust plume outshines the trail of a shooting star. |
Song of the Self-Playing Instrument | Coppélia | Did you hear the instrument singing? It is a song about herself. |
The Migration of Her Heart | Rhiannon | Fully fledged and ready for an epic journey. |
Down a Dark Path | Ms. Stranger | She still walks that same dark path, but for the first time, she makes her own decisions along the way. |
Becoming a Scientist, Scientifically | Silverwing Eagle | A young observer and practitioner of the Butterfly Effect. |
From Darkness, Light | Nautika | Destiny may take much from us, but in doing so leaves us its gifts. |
Sounds that Wake Her | Coppélia | Bid farewell to the cries repeated by a thousand labyrinths. |
Fragments of An Old Dream | Fatutu | The shattered pieces will eventually return homeward. |
A Gift of Nourishment | Thirty-seven | The differential equations describing the flow of milk over complex curved surfaces will be the topic of her next research project. |
Gift of the Dead | Charon | The north wind sweeps across a desolate land; on it flies a grim angel with scythe in hand. |
Fire Lotus | Spathodea | Her robe shakes, sparks scatter and lotus blooms erupt from the embers. |
The Deathless Quiet | Name Day | In the deathless quiet, a man is blessed with the power to know and love his people. |
Grounded in Imagination | Cornerstone | An architect dreams without rules, but builds with discipline. |
| Silence and Light | Everecho | A daisy among the ruins, catching a beam of light. Please take it as a quiet call. |
| Returning Nevermore | Igor | Thus he leaves the light, back to the eternal darkness. |
| Finale in Silver | Lorentz Butterfly | When the death knell tolls at the crescendo, a dying wail is but a single discordant note. |
| Verses to Heaven | Hissabeth | Piercing through the Milky Way, the dragon's path is made. To touch the stars in the Nine Heavens, she reaches the celestial gate. |
| A Life in Frames | Bette | Now needed by over ten filming sites, she and her busy character have become one. |
| Visitors from "Utopia" | The Twins | With every movement mirrored, their performance strikes a subtle balance between sense and sensibility. |
| Nest of Love | NORA | She just can't help but sing for those caught in her tentacles. |
Atomic Alarm | Flutterpage | With 72 recorded variations of chirping birds, she is committed to providing the most natural wake-up call services in Chelomey. |
Programmed Eulogy | The Twins | One pirouette, two pirouettes ... Who knew that even mechanical swans could shed tears? |
Weighing Sin and Justice | Sentinel | She refines justice in the flames of sin. |
Silver Isoheight | Windsong | The shining lines she draws outline a new beginning. |
Symbiotic Lee-ly | An-an Lee | An achievement of polymeric technology? Sure, but first and foremost, they are partners and family! |
THOUGHT Ranger | Brimley | Yet another astounding combination of science and art! The Kollektiv has gained a whole new look! |
| A Lullaby for the Spirits | Everecho | You who walk in the sun, would you stay a while in the dark and speak the vows of shadow with me? |
| The Cabinet of Vivification | Cornerstone | "And the Architect injected into us ... a drop of soul, you say?" |






















































































































































































































































