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With December just around the corner comes one of Lingua’s largest gift-giving holidays. Massive celebrations require extensive planning; and Vela is one heck of a planner. For a holiday such as this, she needs to start prepping months in advance. Aster always scolds her for bringing out the winter decorations at the end of summer. (Autumn has barely begun,) he’ll complain. (I don’t need a reminder ...

Jazzy tunes filled the air as a convertible vehicle cruised down the highway, its green paint sparkling in the sunshine. It was a great day for a drive, which was commonplace in the beachside town River Broussard called home. The human drove with one hand on the wheel and the other dangling lazily out the window, fingers tapping against the door to the beat of the music. Their Paralogos, a visual oddity named Parthia with two heads and multi-textured wings, rest...

Dr. Kara Stern enjoys her life. She adores her caretaker and loves her place of residence, both of which enable her to pursue her interests. She lives in the offices of Sermos University, where bountiful knowledge and scientific equipment are at her claw-tips. There she resides alongside four other Paralogos: Aster, Theia, Vela, and Celeste. However, apart from her caretaker, she doesn’t see them as family; they are more akin to roommates and work colleagues. ...

What better place suited for a scientist than a university? Dr. Kara Stern is a small, pink and black Paralogos who resides on campus of one of Lingua’s largest educational institutions: Sermos University. Bonded to Dr. Aliya Ramirez, professor of cosmology and head of the astronomy department, she lives in the office space of the astronomy building along with four Paralogos colleagues related to the study. Dr. Ster...

Life at Meadowbrooke Nursery always started early in the morning. The field crops needed watering before the produce stand could open for business, at which the Paralogos not manning the stand could tend to the delicate plants and seedlings in the greenhouse. The plants may grow slowly, but the farm was always buzzing with activity. Ruta, a bright yellow Paralogos that carried a citrus scent, was watering some of the ...

Wednesday was errand day and Parthia’s favorite day of the week. Well, kind of. It’s complicated, kinda like Parthia himself. The two-headed Paralogos strolled down the sidewalk alone, a curled scroll in hand. The dinosaur stood nearly three-quarters of a meter tall and had a striking scarlet-scaled hide. A pink stripe stretched from the corner of each eye - on each head - down to the tip of her tail. Black leathe...

The muffled sound of crickets chirping in the cool summer evening filtered its way through the window panes of Dr. Kara Stern’s office. Moths batted lazily against the glass, attracted by the glow emitted from the pink Paralogos’ computer screen. Her claws tapped at the keyboard with great fervor, only pausing to take a sip of her coffee. But all that met her lips was cold ceramic -  her mug was empty. Glancing at the clock display on the corner of the comp...

“Pass the mulch!” The large pink Paralogos standing directly next to Kiana requested, his sail flickering like a roaring fire. The smaller, spotted Paralogos on Kiana’s other side giggled. “Tony! You gotta say ‘please!’”  “Sorry, you’re right. Pass the mulch, please.” Kiana wordlessly held out the ba...