风 (fēng)花 (huā)雪 (xuě) 月 (yuè) — The beauty of the nature and scenery during the seasons

Every spring bears the crumbling weight of feathery lotus blossoms.

Lucky Numbers: 5, 8, 16, 34, 52

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5-8-14

"Zodiac Garden, how may I help you?"

"Fortune, noun: A prediction intertwined with the concepts of fate, destiny, and chance."

"Excuse me?"

"Do you need me to spell it out for you? F-o-r-t-u-n-e—"

"I understand the definition of fortune. I'm not a child." 

"Really? I'm not convinced. What kind of f*cking fortune is this? You didn't even try, just spouted some fluffy crap about flowers. Leave it for your padlocked diary, not inside of your cookies."

"Look, I'm sorry that you're not happy—"

"You should be. Honestly, you're going to lose customers. No one wants to read your filth that lies about how the world is all rainbows and sunshine."

"If you could shut your mouth for one second, maybe I could translate it for God's sake. What does your fortune say?"

"'Every spring bears the crumbling weight of lotus blossoms.' How f*cking stupid—"

"In China, lotus blossoms are symbolic. They grow by breaking through the mud and Earth underneath, rising out of a dark place to seek the light above. When they bloom, they are the epitome of beauty and rebirth."

"I still don't understand. What does that have to do with me?"

"A new spring, or beginning, is awaiting right around the corner with the promise of opportunity. Like the lotus blossom, despite whatever hardships bury you beneath the ground--you'll bloom. You'll flourish in the face of the despair, and find happiness."

"..."

" Dumbass, noun: A dense person on the other end of the line that harasses the writer of the fortune cookies for no reason other than his own stupidity." 

Line hangs up.

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A/N:

Hi :)

I'm Kiana, and thank you so much for giving my story a chance!

I've never done this type of story before, but I decided to give it a shot. Dialogue is something that I desperately need to improve--especially casual, lighthearted conversations--and I thought that this would be a great platform to experiment. I know that there are a lot of stories out there like this in the Short Story genre, but I was inspired by how people like bibliophile-- LockAnKey  and TeaRainAndLove  were able to put such creative spins to really make their story distinctly resonate that it was theirs. If you haven't read any of their works, I would highly suggest it.

Anyway, I'm really excited for this one. I don't know if it's a good idea to upload a new story when I have commitment issues with writing, but oh well. I hope you'll join me for this ride as we (hopefully) fall in love with Fortune Cookies together.

Also, warning: none of the fortune cookies will actually make much sense. They'll be indirect, generalized, and almost impossible to decode on purpose just like actual fortune cookies are in real life. If that bothers you, I'm sorry. It'll probably be explained much later in the story.

Also, I don't speak Chinese. I'm using Google Translate right now, which means there is a margin for error. If any of the words in the fortune are incorrect at any point, please alert me and I will promptly fix the translation.

If you didn't catch on,

Regular—Elijah

Bold—Violet

Anyone else (will be clarified in the specific chapters)—Italics

Thank you so much for reading!

Don't forget to vote, comment, and follow, okay? Please don't be a silent reader <3

Love,

Kiana