Words Are Wind นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Egredere et saltare mecum." In response, a soft breeze began to stir, caressing my face and rustling my hair. I fluttered my eyes open, revealing their vibrant magical hue, I extended my fingers towards the sky. The wind obeyed my command, swirling around me in a playful dance. Giggling with delight, I twirled on the spot. The wind followed my every movement, spinning faster and faster until it formed a miniature cyclone around me. Leaves and petals lifted from the ground, swirling in a mesmerizing display of nature's power.

He was the strongest wizard of the West. A moment later, an eerie sound of wind rattling along the leaves of the trees is powerful and violent. Willow and Cassandra look at each other when they sense the ruthless blows of wind. “You heard that?” Willow just nodded and glance at the window, the energy drive into the ground screaming like a hurricane that moves along the housetops. He moves his hands to close the window and ordered the others to stay away from the window. “They are here.”

The breeze eddied in front of her face. It did not caress. It did not slap. It just hovered, cool and implacable. “We carry news,” the wind said. “Not choices. But we’ve watched you, storm-wolf. Since the first night you screamed at the sky. Since you walked out alone instead of folding in.” Snow swirled around her in small, tight spirals, not enough to blind, enough to wrap her in a moving veil. “We saw you call cloud and crack earth,” it went on. “We saw you *turn back.* We saw you *heal.*”

Sarah shut down her thoughts and started to write, with her heart as its guide. ''Maybe the wind felt bad for me and is comfortingly embracing me. Maybe the wind wants to be my lover and follows me because it's always alone, just like me. No matter how much I smile, telling myself I am going to be alright, Still, nothing feels right. You shake up my heart and abandon it to be alone. The wind passes by my eyes, telling me it is okay to cry as if the wind is ready to be blamed. When you are the one to tear up my heart and made me cry...”

Dean held his phone, frozen in place as the dial tone buzzed, sounding almost like the abrupt halt of his own heartbeat. A wave of crushing disappointment and panic swept through him. Autumn in Lindt was bleak with grey skies, endless rain, and the kind of chill that seeped into one’s bones. It mirrored exactly how Jake felt at that moment. For months, he had been relentless, like a tireless dog, throwing every trick he could think of into the chase—pursuing, cornering, and never letting up.

Lucine twirled her hair playfully, her voice amused as she said, "Is there a need for me to lie?" The forest was silent, with only the whispering of the leaves brushing against each other as a gentle breeze blew past. Selena tightened her hands into fists, not expecting the truth of Lucine's disappearance 20 years ago to be this inconceivable.

I can just imagine the shock on their faces, right before the disgust and disdain would surely follow suit. The thought of what I was planning to end the night with, made me feel disgusted in myself for a fleeting moment— the feeling of disgust has been swimming through my veins since the moment I made up my mind to finally come here, this morning. I have a girlfriend for heaven’s sake, a beautiful one at that. Am I even entitled to use the word ‘heaven’ at the moment? Knowing that I was currently in a place where churches preach against and also vehemently warn their members to steer completely clear of.

His voice grew smaller as he watched my expression. I sniffed, and tears rolled down my cheeks. The moment I started crying, Harry panicked even more. Flustered, he pulled out a crumpled pack of tissue from his pocket and handed it to me awkwardly. "Thank you, Harry," I said. We walked back side by side in the wind.

The nickname 'Mood maker' suits her well. _ _ _ Must have been the wind Copyright © nostxlgicxx

I apologize for my lack of social skills It’s been many years since I’ve been able to communicate with someone. I wrack my brain, trying to figure out what is going on. I hear Willow's soft voice, Look inside yourself my dear. You know the answer. Realization clicks and my eyes widen. “Are you the wind?” It whirls around me happily, Good job. Now that you are mated your powers are growing so we can finally fully communicate. “Are you a spirit? Or an element? I don’t quite understand.” I’m simply the wind. I was created when the world started and have always been. We are just beings of creation.