The Wind In The Willows Novels & Stories

I must admit, it’s such a stupid thing to be going after an unknown ghostly voice that i do not even recognize. My head turned to where the indistinct voice was coming from. My feet involuntarily move backwards towards the front door of the house that now feels so incredibly far from where I am. My eyes widened as I stared into 2 big yellow eyes that just appeared under the dark shadows of the trees. I could hear a low growl coming out from the big wolf. I have never seen this wolf before in my life but I have a strong feeling that he doesn’t belong here.

Coming besides the tree he noticed at the far corner a small nest, a female wolf growling at him, three little pups beneath their mother barely minding the scene that had slightly unfolded, their mother bearing its fangs to the Lycan. He huffed. Shifting back and ignoring such a small animal. His hands subconsciously caressing the willow tree as he went outside. The first thing he saw was a body of water. A river. Separating him and the unknown forest in front of him. ... Heavy footsteps creaked the floor as Ceberus stood up, he licked Lycan's hands. He had brought his kill inside the cabin to feast, sitting beside the willow tree. He went towards the river to wash off the blood.

SWISSSH "Crushing wind!" Spinning his body, Long Chen created a wind similar to a hurricane. And that wind, with the power of Long Chen's dragon, pierced through the desert. The movement also caused the surrounding desert to be scattered, so that many beasts hiding under the desert were blown away by the wind. Long Chen's ship was also blown away by the strong wind. "Ahhh!!" "What are you doing, Brother Du?" Hua Bo'er asked, confused by Long Chen's sudden desire to enter the desert. In her opinion, it was enough for Long Chen to fight the many man-eating worm beasts.

*Whoosh* In one swift motion Mane ducked elegantly as the large paw flashed past the top of his head, tearing apart the laws of Wind that stood in that place. The blow was so strong that the wind it generated traveled all the way to the barrier and created a loud explosion upon impact. She was indeed a Battle Beast, for even a normal strike had this much power.

The flying beast beat its enormous wings, creating increasingly powerful air currents that eventually swirled like a hurricane. Willow's group felt the tremendous wind pressure, requiring vital spirit and techniques just to maintain their footing. Chase's bangs were blown upward by the gale, his clothes fluttering wildly.

Wind swirls around her but does not touch her as she sits peacefully. Holding her finger up to her lips, she beckons me with her long back fingernail. “She is this way,” she whispers against the wind. The tiny witch leads me through the corridors of the upper levels of the mansion. Wind continues to whip around us both but never touches the witch. She stops in front of a door and turns to look at me. “You know what must be done,” she says before she disappears into the gusts of wind that is tring to push me back from the door.

The wind was fierce and unyielding, but they pressed on, knowing the importance of their mission. Standing on the edge of the cliff, Luna raised her arms, calling out to the spirits of the wind. She felt the air swirl around her, lifting her hair and filling her lungs with its invigorating presence. With a chant, she captured a portion of the wind's essence in a crystal vial, which glowed with a vibrant green light. --- The final element, fire, awaited them in the heart of a dormant volcano. This was the most dangerous part of their quest, but they faced it with unwavering courage.

Willow replied, “Let's run shall we?” Jaden said and Willow took off immediately with Jaden following. As they ran through the forest, they felt the wind rushing through their fur and the ground pounding beneath their paws. Willow led the way as they weaved through the trees and over the hills. They chased each other, playfully nipping at each other's heels and laughing as they frolicked in the sun. Eventually, they came across a small river, and Willow splashed into the water, causing droplets to fly up into the air. Jaden joined her, and they both swam around, enjoying the refreshing coolness of the water.

She smiled as she lit a small fire and quickly extinguished it. “I miss you and come back here quickly, my white witch,” he said, hoping she would return to his side quickly and never leave. THE END……..

It’s like watching a scattering of ashes, a cloud falling into the current, blown downstream toward the bridge, grains speckling the water and sinking. The chant swells to a crescendo and he holds out a long note at the end while digging in the bag for one more thing: the peacock feather. The wind tries to snatch it from his fingers, but he holds it aloft and chooses his moment to let it go. When he does, it glides up high, does a couple of loops, then drifts down to the water and disappears in the chop. The monk turns away from the river, his face unchanging when he sees me standing there.