Luna Tian Even now, in this age of instant connection and seamless borders, there are those who live in exile.This is the story of Dondrup. In Tibetan, his name means “to fulfill deeds of meaning.”...

Luna Tian Prologue — Winter Without a MonumentIt is February, and Berlin is grey. The kind of grey that dulls everything except memory. On a street not far from the Tiergarten, Liu Xia walks quietl...

Luna Tian A Home Without a VoiceIt was nearly six o’clock in the evening, and the winter light in Beijing had turned the apartment hallway the color of a faded bruise. In the small living room, a b...

Luna Tian I. The Silence After the ShoutsThe streets of Wukan are quiet now. Too quiet. Once, these narrow roads in a southern Chinese fishing village pulsed with chants for justice and democracy. ...

Luna Tian I. A Sky Full of Smoke, A Voice That Cut ThroughOn the morning of February 28, 2015, millions of Chinese citizens opened their smartphones to a video titled 《穹顶之下》—Under the Dome. Within ...