Like A Breeze Novels & Stories

I just took a deep breath as I felt the cold breeze of wind caressing my face. I don't know but little childish things like this make me happy, it calms me. I love doing this kind of thing because it makes me forget about almost everything, I have no other thoughts other than happiness enjoying this moment.

Just then, a cool breeze blew, making the flowers shake in response and I heard his voice echo in my mind. 'There's something with the wind, the way it rustles by, caressing the flowers...' Just then, I heard someone beckon on me.

** Breaking New Ground** Spring in Seabreeze had fully arrived, bringing with it vibrant blooms and the soft hum of renewed life. The town was bustling with activity, the streets filled with locals and tourists eager to soak up the mild weather and the charm that only a coastal town like Seabreeze could offer. For Claire and Ethan, the season symbolized not just the renewal of nature, but also the blooming of their own dreams.

What if it really was all in her mind? It was with a huge relief that she heard a few disparate twigs cracking beneath the hedge. The breeze came again, only this time it was stronger. It didn’t only shake the hedge’s branches, but also rippled the grass at Sally’s feet and lifted her hair. It bent the branches of the trees by the hedge and excited all the leaves beneath it. There was no substance to the breeze. Sally did not feel the air move, she only saw the things around her in motion, including her own billowing jacket. It looked like wind but it did not feel like it. It was an entirely different phenomenon altogether.

At night, the cool night breeze blowing slowly made people feel very comfortable. The natural breeze was the most pleasant, much more pleasant than the air-conditioned breeze. As Leona felt curious and wanted to reach the flower above her head, she stood on tiptoe, but couldn't reach it. Just as she was about to give up in frustration, a voice came from behind her. "This jasmine flower is blooming beautifully. Although it is not as precious as other flowers, it is more precious because it is blooming. It is beautiful. It's a blessing to be able to pick it."

And the wind, crossing the room, barely lifts the newspaper, like a discreet response. A warm breath, almost tender, brushing our faces and carrying away the last ashes of silence.

She closed her eyes and focused on the gentle breeze that brushed against her skin, feeling its invisible currents wrap around her like a comforting embrace. With each step, Sable allowed herself to be carried by the wind, surrendering to its gentle guidance. She floated effortlessly through the open meadow, her body lifted by the unseen currents. The air whispered secrets to her, a language only she could understand. It spoke of freedom and liberation, urging her to embrace its power. As Sable soared higher into the sky, the wind carried her towards a cluster of towering clouds in the distance. The clouds swirled with an enchanting mist, beckoning her to come closer. Intrigued, Sable follow

We are perfect for each other. Cool, calm breeze blows into the room, falling over us like soft dew, and I finally lose myself to the sweet lure of sleep.

"I really, really miss you." The wind came up. It was gentle. It was soft. Like a hand brushing through my hair. Exactly like Mom's hand used to feel. The End

It wasn't as hot as it had been during the day. She tilted her head back to savor the night breeze, and a sudden thought crossed her mind, which caused her to burst into laughter. David turned his head to look at her and asked, "What's so funny?" Rebecca smiled as she explained, "It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered that in Fairport, the sea breeze blows during the day, and at night, it's the land breeze. So, when I felt the breeze just now, my immediate thought was that it was the sea breeze, which is why I found it funny."