Words Are Wind Novels & Stories

The next morning, the Hollow woke with a wind that screamed. It wasn’t the playful rustling of leaves or the occasional howl of the distant wilds. This wind was angry, it sounded like a thousand voices howling through a shattered veil. It clawed at the trees, bending them to its will, and made the sanctuary stones hum with unease.

“You used to say that the northern lights you spent a lifetime chasing were never meant for you, and there was no need to chase them anymore.” “Yeah.” “Look at that,” he whispered, pulling me close. “Now, the lights came all the way out here to find you on their own.”

‎The word still tasted like ash in her mouth. ‎Outside, the wind howled, mixed with a howl of a wolf in the distance. ‎ ‎ ‎

One who was longing for kindness, and one who was full of kindness from people around him. The wind blew and dandelions flew in the air. The feelings lingered and the memories brought warmth and peace. Just like a kiss in the wind...

Torrential rain, pressing against the edge ready to break free and flood everything underneath it. The wind, a gentle breeze that was just a warning of the strong bursts that were threatening to come, blowing everything away. Like a hurricane or a tornado, leaving nothing but a path of destruction behind them. This is what her life has become.

[THE SUN RISES UP IN THE SKY, CLOUDS DANCE AROUND WITH THEIR RIGHTFUL MATES. WILL WE EVER STOP HIDING?] ••• The wind blew and whispered inaudible utters in the ears of those whose hearts were dancing to the enchanting rhythms of the unspoken songs of the wind.

The peaceful days that would last forever were gently blown away by the wind. The end.

(Livia) The merciless winds caused the enormous trees to crash and slap against each other like mountains coming down from a raging hell-pit angered by the vigorous storm. The wind gusts knife the piercing thorns of branches. Branded upon the colossal tree trunk was a single blinding vanishing moon hiding away in the clouds, which had cut through the immensely thick cloud and fog like a laser. Its source could vividly make out to be an inferior.

For once she is completely silent. Her mouth parts slightly as she takes in the view stretching far beyond the Academy. “Wow,” she whispers. The wind pushes against us again, stronger this time. I close my eyes for a moment and let it hit my face. The wind. Strong. Wild. Challenging. It rushes past my ears and tugs at my hair, pulling loose strands across my cheeks. My jacket flutters behind me like it is trying to take flight. I spread my arms slightly, just to feel it more.

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