Craft a story where a character finds themselves swept away by the wind, either physically or metaphorically.

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“Near Death Experience” by Victoria MacDonald

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Near Death Experience On January 26, 1978, I set off for work as a Grade three teacher in the east end of Toronto. Waiting for the bus to the subway, I hopped back and forth as the frigid wind and swirling flakes took bites out of exposed flesh. My partner, Peter was sleeping. He worked a night shift and I seldom saw him. He had a day off, and I hoped he would choose to spend the evening with me, since it was his...

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“Drowning Yet Not Broken” by Lo Lace

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The night I first saw her, I knew she would be the end of me. I was down on my luck. One of those spirals that musicians sing about, and poets wrote about. The kind of depression where I was on autopilot. No one could move me away from my sorrows. Until I met her. I was drunk walking back to my apartment from the bar down the street. Tequila was coating my tongue with Hennessey already in my belly. I knew better not to mix. I just didn’t care anymore. A drink was a drink. It was obscenely windy; the orange...

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“The Tree” by Avril Armstrong

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The Tree 2647 words The wind raged through the winter-blackened branches of the great forest with the ferocity of the sea-wolves, from whose land it came. The oaks creaked and swayed with the blast, acknowledging the force, but holding fast against the attack - just as the humans, who lived on the forest fringes, held fast, trying to repel the warriors from over the water - warriors who came in dragon-ships to destroy, pillage, steal - and then retreat across the ...

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“The Man Who Married the Wind” by Bradley Harris

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The Man Who Married The Wind The man lived alone in a tight little whiskey-riven house on county road 1407, the edge of town. A house neither town nor country, neither distinctively young nor impressively old. The man knew how to do all manner of things. Brake jobs. Reshape fenders. Spot-weld. Loosen rusted nuts. Saw lumber. Hammer, screw, and nail. Machine cold steel and figure how electrical devices and mechanical gadgets work. But he rarely did these things, save at Bernie’s Garage out on route 17, where he worked some days—whenever ...

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“Full Circle” by Carrie R

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Thunder rumbled in the distance. The wind was picking up. Bill turned on his lamp next to his easy chair, the room had darkened. He didn’t remember falling asleep. That happened often these days. Nod off in church, nod off watching tv… He used to tease his grandfather about his frequent snoozes, back when the idea of himself ever being that age was impossible. He stood slowly, his body stiff as he stepped out onto his back porch, gazing out onto the prairie.Dark blue clouds moved quickly across the expansive sky, flashing lightening, long an...

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“Breezeborne” by Helena D'Argento

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Red. All red, beneath that bright burning sky, pale sun and wisps of cloud, pink as the light of day began to slip beneath the horizon. Still and dead, scorched brick scrub in rusty sand, cracked copper ground which crumbled under aching feet, skin blistered and peeling as the traveler moved, kicking up dust with the toes of too-small sandals. The straps of the battered old army pack cut crimson stripes into narrow shoulders, and the thorns of bush plants swip...

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“It Was a Breeze” by John Van Winkle

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It Was a BreezeJade stood looking out her 37th floor east-facing office window. Her gaze moved past frozen snow flurries that were whipping against the windowpane to the beat of some silent frenzied tune, and then shifted her focus downward toward the white crags of ice lunging in furious play on the surface of the lake below.She loved her office… small, cozy, with her very own huge window that served-up, on her demand, the splendor of Lake Michigan. She was particularly mesmerized by days like this, the wind blowing the whitecaps ...

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“I Knew Better” by LAUREL HOWE

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I leaned forward, my body unconsciously fighting against the wind. I felt it tug my hat, pull my hair, untie the laces of my jacket but I didn’t realize the angle at which I leaned. I didn’t truly understand its force. Its determination. I didn’t see how hopeless my rebellion was. The morning had been the same as any other. “Get up,” he growled. He loomed over me. Large and angry. I didn’t open my eyes. I didn’t see him. I felt him. Malevolence. I cringed under the covers. I knew he would be angry and yet I’d hidden under closed eyes and wa...

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“Advice from the Clouds” by Shiloh Avery

Submitted to Contest #240

The first time I found myself face to face with a cloud, I tried to punch it. I figured that was the correct course of action after being plucked so unceremoniously, it seemed to me, from the platitude of normal life. It turns out though, as I discovered that first time, that clouds cannot be satisfactorily punched. Not that I would know precisely how it felt to satisfactorily punch a thing, having never previously punched anything, but still I expected some resistance on its part to being walloped. It wasn’t the cloud’s fault...

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“Chasing The Wind” by Scott Taylor

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Sitting in the rear of a vehicle that looks remarkably like a tank is where I find myself. I thought I had dodged all the hail until a sudden, excruciating ache in my arm told me otherwise. My terrified inner child gazes across the open field and sees the massive Supercell looming. Despite the agony and the risk, I hold my fear in check as I press on my wound. My cohorts are silent, waiting for a response. I meet the inquisitive gazes of my companions. They are wondering whether I will give up or persevere. Weeks before the storm, my husband...

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“April 3rd, 2023 - ?” by Bri Heron

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The wind came on April 3rd, 2023, and hasn’t stopped since. I live in an apartment, surrounded by a bunch of stir-crazy people, like myself, trying to figure out how to continue to live their life by not going outside. On the first day, all I could hear was the howling of the wind outside my window. It was the beginning of Spring, so I didn’t think much into it. Rainstorms and excess wind are all a part of it, I just didn’t expect this devastatingly harsh wind to still be here nearly a year later. The meteorologists and newscasters did...

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“Dancing in the Clouds (Part 2)” by Aeryn Goodspeed

Submitted to Contest #240

The crowd jostled Tsiella like its own localized hurricane, and she wasn’t yet sure how she felt about that. It seemed like the whole of Tsaurre had turned out for this one show, though logically she knew that if that were the case no one would be able to move. She pushed through the crowd, then rolled her eyes as that got her nowhere. Well, nothing else for it. She turned her gaze upward, willing the wind to carry her upward. She heard a couple of gasps–were ñæchiæ really so unheard of in Tsaurre?–and continued to sail into the sky, eventua...

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“Light Headed” by Sabrina Grace

Submitted to Contest #240

It was cold and sharp, and it took her breath as she entered the room. Winds created from potent magic that rushed over her no different than the winds themself.Wind magic eluded Hellena, it was so close to light in terms of technique and ability and yet a wholly different beast. The cutting winds that had just rushed over her were nothing more than the practice of Edwin, probably the best in their year at wind magic. It wasn't a matter of pure power or talent either; he was very skilled at the technique involved, evident from the intensity ...

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“Winds of Sorrow” by Laura McManaman

Submitted to Contest #240

A light wind blew, bringing an unwelcome coolness to her cheeks. Anna moved her head, searching for the sun. She wanted to bring its warmth back to her face. The wind stopped her. The early spring sunshine was too weak to combat the cold. She shifted again, unwilling to admit defeat. This was her silent rebellion—a battle against the wind. She hated it when its gusts blew over the farm, kicking up dust and irritating her eyes. The wind was just part of her life now. It had been her constant companion for the last year.The breeze was har...

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“The Way of the Wind” by Marquita Reed

Submitted to Contest #240

Note: This story contains themes of death by disease and may be deemed sensitive in its nature and/or expressions. Water rushes forcefully into a white porcelain bathtub filling to the brim with essential oils and rose petals floating around. The scent of relaxation fills the small bathroom in an even smaller apartment on the west side of a big city. A thick, feminine hand opens the bathroom’s window and places a binder between the window and its pane to hold it open. A train screeches past, rattling the entire room and...

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Craft a story where a character finds themselves swept away by the wind, either physically or metaphorically.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 60 stories

“Near Death Experience” by Victoria MacDonald

“Drowning Yet Not Broken” by Lo Lace

“The Tree” by Avril Armstrong

“The Man Who Married the Wind” by Bradley Harris

“Full Circle” by Carrie R

“Breezeborne” by Helena D'Argento

“It Was a Breeze” by John Van Winkle

“I Knew Better” by LAUREL HOWE

“Advice from the Clouds” by Shiloh Avery

“Chasing The Wind” by Scott Taylor

“April 3rd, 2023 - ?” by Bri Heron

“Dancing in the Clouds (Part 2)” by Aeryn Goodspeed

“Light Headed” by Sabrina Grace

“Winds of Sorrow” by Laura McManaman

“The Way of the Wind” by Marquita Reed

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Begin your story with the sensation of a breeze brushing against a character's skin.

A crumpled piece of paper holding an unexpected message is carried by the wind. Where did it come from, and where is it going?

Set your story on a sailboat, large or small, and entirely at the mercy of the winds.

Set your story in a lighthouse surrounded by powerful gale-force winds.

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