Bloody Kites and Cross-Shaped Skeletons

"My dear Mary, please don't lick the last piece of cake."

"Bones and hearts never betray. Let them tell you I love you."

"The kite he gave me that day snapped its string. Only then did I realize my world was left with nothing but scattered kites. Threads of blood seeped from the glass shards and dripped onto the butterfly wings. In the end, I still managed to stain that box of artificial kites."

(Republican-era childhood sweethearts) (Time travel)

(Trying out a more cringe-inducing first-person narration)

(As short as a short story can get)

(A mad story set in a dark, damp place. Enter with caution)

(A battle of wits between two career-obsessed people)

Ambitious, yandere beauty vs. scheming giant serpent of a CEO

Theme: Fantasy and dependence