Dada Terasa Ada Angin Novels & Stories

Chapter 18: The Picnic I can feel the cool breeze of wind beneath my skin. As I inhale the fresh air, my senses feel refreshed and calm me. How peaceful it is. I want this kind of life, a simple and peaceful environment. All my worries were swept by the cool breeze of wind from the woods.

DPOV Songs: It's Hard to Get Around the Wind by Alex Turner, What's in My Head by Fuzz "See you for demonstrations tomorrow, Coimheach." Her wild hair seemed to roll through the air as the wind cascaded along her dark waves. It appeared to have a mind of its own much of the time, but as I watched her jog away I felt somewhat entranced by it as the moonlight danced across those deep brown strands.

Dominic POV I stepped outside, and the frigid wind caught me off guard, sending shivers down my spine. The gusts were so strong that my coat flapped wildly, and I had to tug at the end to keep it close to my body. However, the chilly air felt invigorating, and I took a deep breath to fill my lungs with the crisp scent of winter. I looked up at the overcast sky, watching the low clouds move swiftly and the trees lining the entrance of my building swaying back and forth. Despite the cold, I welcomed the refreshing sensation that the weather brought, hoping it would clear my troubled mind and offer me some clarity.

he screamed between gasps, but the roaring wind swallowed his words whole. “Relax, boy! You’ll get used to it!” Raiden shouted over the roar of the wind. “USED TO WHAT—DEATH?!” Danial’s voice was barely audible as his cheeks stretched backward like a windsock. Raiden, flying effortlessly beside him with her arms crossed, barely turned her head. Her silver hair whipped behind her like ribbons of lightning, her expression calm and mildly amused.

Tania's POV As the sun began to set, I felt the cool evening breeze brush gently against my skin, settling around me like a comforting blanket and sending a shiver down my spine. The sky was painted in hues of orange and pink, casting a serene and peaceful atmosphere around me. I could hear the rustling of the leaves and the gentle swaying of the grass, as the breeze blew through the fields and trees.

Eira The air was so sharp and cold it felt like it was slicing through my lungs. I had never breathed anything so wonderful. We were outside. There were no walls trying to crush me. No stench of mold. No suffocating darkness. Only the endless blue of the dawn sky stretching above us and the wind weaving through my hair. Zade still held me in his arms beside one of the stone benches in the upper gardens. I buried my face against his neck as my tears soaked into his skin, breathing in the scent of pine and approaching rain as though it were the only source of oxygen left in the world.

The windows were down slightly, and the warm breeze carried the scent of wildflowers and salt air. Then Dante spoke. "Why are you with him?"

This is unbelievable! As if the breeze suddenly changed, bringing the boat to a different destination. The fall breeze has settled in, carrying with it the refreshing icy air. At that time, the flowers and trees swung and blossomed as they passed by. Suho felt like he was Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz, the whirlwind casting them away in mid-air. The birds chimed in with the tune of the autumn air, humming a romantic tune. The loud sound of running footsteps and students screaming broke his reverie and brought him back to the ground.

" Shekina said. And the girl stopped. I like her she's so obedient. Unlike that Angel. There are a lot of us from d5 in this class. We had a wind attributer that made a tornado and he hit the trees. I pitied the tress, really.

*Winter* The air was thick with dread, a palpable tension that clung to me like an unwelcome shroud. Each strained breath felt heavier than the last, weighed down by the ominous atmosphere surrounding the Whispering Reef. Walking side by side with Aaron, I couldn't shake the prickling sensation on the back of my neck. Was it just the chill of the winter air, or was there something far more sinister lurking just out of sight? The trees loomed tall and twisted, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers against the bruised sky, casting everything in an unsettling shade of gray.