Novel & Cerita Dada Terasa Ada Angin

Then something shifted. A connection snapped into place, sudden and breathtaking. The wind was no longer just around me—it was within reach. Its passage rippled through the feathers of birds soaring overhead, whispered through the treetops, each leaf brushing against the next in a soft, tickling caress. Far above, where the sky grew thin and sharp with cold, the air held a biting chill that raised goosebumps along my arms.

Where did this power come from? Before I knew it, there was a sudden gust of wind. It felt like everything was whizzing past me. It made me a little dizzy. "Close your eyes, Luna. It's going to feel amazing," Angel said. I closed my eyes as she told me to. Yes! It did feel amazing. The wind whistled. I stretched out my arms as if I was flying in the air. The dizziness disappeared and I began to enjoy it. After a while Angel slowed down and the sound of the wind faded. After a minute or so we stopped. My feet touched the ground again.

Lira (POV) The storm has a voice—not a scream or a howl, but a low, steady gnashing that grinds against the cabin walls like teeth on bone. Wind worms through every crack in the timber, hissing secrets I’m too tired to translate. Inside, the air is thick and sharp, soaked with the scent of pine sap, old ash, and sweat—the kind that comes from restraint, not exhaustion.

-Aria- I took in the fresh breath of cool breeze as it blew gently on my face, my hair flying over my shoulders with the wind. It was great to have some peace and quiet, away from the reality of the life I had found myself in. Not like the one I was living before now was any better anyway.