Cynthia Zheng

Fantasia – Prelude Fading summer heat wavers through the fields. In the distance, the serene ringing of birdsong sounded, a melancholy melody merging with the chirping of cicadas. The…

The moon. The moon shines bright. Water, water. Scarlet water. All around her, the ritual flowers blossomed. Red spider lilies. Water was dripping down her hair. Hinako raised her…

The vending machine stood quietly in a dark avenue on the side of the street. The brick walls were old and stained; under the fading dusk, they appeared extra…

It was a normal summer morning. I woke up around noon. Sunlight peeked through the yellow curtains, casting long, golden streaks across the room. The light warmed everything it…