Words To Against The Wind Novels & Stories

Outside, the wind rattles the trees, shaking loose the first of the autumn leaves. Finally, Josh exhales and steps back. “Forget that for now, Ari,” he says, voice softer now. “It’s too early in the season for this.” I nod, holding my phone tight against my chest. As he leaves, closing the door behind him, saying nothing and everything all at once. I let the wind carry the weight of everything—the missing summers, the distance, the cracks forming between us, the unspoken promises. Autumn has begun, and everything feels like it’s falling. But maybe… just maybe… Some roots, some seasons, are strong enough to survive it.

This time, Ash closed his eyes and sighed out in defeat before nodding to himself and speaking again. "I've just been thinking about mum more lately." Ash looked at the ground, afraid that if he so much as glanced up at Ms Vento's face, he'd break down into ugly tears. She reminded him of his mother more than anyone else he knew. "I miss her and I wish I could go back but I can't and it's honestly killing me." Ash began to rant and, against his better judgement, glanced up to see Ms Vento's reaction. The moment his eyes locked with hers, his eyes welled up with tears and he hung his head again, sobbing lowly under his breath.

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...

The potential rewards far outweighed the risks. The chance to obtain treasures that could elevate their strength was too great to ignore. Suddenly, strange ripples of energy emanated from deeper within the cave. Adrian's expression turned dark as he muttered, "No matter the challenge, I will press forward." A gust of strange wind rushed toward them, carrying an eerie, threatening aura. Adrian's eyes flashed coldly. "Damn it!" he growled, throwing a powerful punch. His fist collided fiercely with the strange wind, instantly dispersing it.

Just as Raider made up his mind to go towards the settlement, a gust of wind evelopped him like a cloak and carried him in that direction. In an instant he was outside the protective formation. The wind was blowing against the shield formed of natural energies, causing it to become visible under the stress. Raider obeserved this as he was being carried by the wind. He was aware of the formation's existence but had never seen it actually take physical form. This gave him an idea of how powerful the wind he was now wielding was. This idea was shattered as the wind tore through the magical barrier in just a few seconds. There was no flashy light or loud sound, the wind just pierced through the

How could they leave her alone. She went out thinking of walking back home. The weather was nice, perfect according to her state. It was windy , cloudy and peaceful. She couldn't help but inhale a deep breath of air. She felt calm. ___________________________________________________________________________

Faith rubbed her forehead as she strode back towards her car. She should have known this would happen. Andrew was never willing to listen to her in the past. To him, just because he said everything would be alright, it should be. After all, the world revolved around him! And she had not even started to count the injustices and insults that he himself had meted out to her. A past memory flashed in her mind, Andrew screaming at her," Why did I have to get saddled with you?"

My mother was clapping, and my father had a small smile on his face. I waved at them. It was a warm, sunny day.

I wouldn't be telling her anything until the dust was settled. She stormed out and was on the trending searches that very night with Leon again.

“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.”