she/her, 20s-30s, any race. The first human woman created by Zeus, intended as a punishment to the world, beautiful, curious, married to Epimetheus. She is more than everything she has been told or made to be.

The physical embodiment of Hope. Inspired by both Emily Dickinson’s “‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers” and this Tweet from @CrowsFault, “People speak of hope as if it is this delicate, ephemeral thing made of whispers and spider’s webs. It’s not. Hope has dirt on her face, blood on her knuckles, the grit of the cobblestones in her hair, and just spat out a tooth as she rises for another go.”