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

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“The Final Salute” by Marian Fleming

Submitted to Contest #240

A majestic American flag flapped rhythmically on a distant flagpole as the mourning crowd began to sing: "Day is done..." Carrie's eyes grew distant as she remembered their first getaway down to Wildwood along the Jersey Shore: "Hon, time to go back to the room," James had said as he gently caressed her windburnt cheek. Carrie had blinked a few times as she had awakened from her late afternoon nap, and noticed that her skin felt flaky and taut under his touch.They had driven down to spend the weekend at the large New Jersey beach to celebrat...

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“Into The Wind” by Regina Khao

Submitted to Contest #240

Sanica stepped out of her cabin as the last shred of light disappeared from the horizon. She liked it better that way, when the moon was the only light and the stars her companion, as she would make her way through the woods to her sacred place. Less chance of anyone seeing her, as well. Not that there weren't enough stories about her and her strange habits already. For the past days, she had been growing increasingly frustrated with a young woman, who had been showing considerable talent, but seemed reluctant to fully utilize it. Sani...

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“The Winds of Change” by Stephanie Canaway

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The deliciousness of life, a baby’s first breath drawn deeply into their lungs and an outward cry as they instinctively connect and draw in their next to announce their arrival into this world to all who have the grace and presence to be there. That once was us. Unique in every aspect, yet all connected. The element of air and the gift of life. Sustenance for the body as it’s drawn inwards, circulating throughout the inner landscape and expressing outwards into the world of creation. So Hum. Breath, thoughts, and beliefs, li...

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“Playground Lessons” by Allison Winstead

Submitted to Contest #240

Maria pushed her daughter on the playground swing, though her assistance was hardly needed anymore. Lara, she knew, simply wanted the attention, the interaction, and to be able to bend her mother's ear as she pumped her legs and rose higher and higher, feet pointed toward a blue sky filled with puffy white clouds. "Look, Mama! I am going so high!" The refrain was repeated several times as the morning slipped away, minute by precious minute. They had the place to themselves, with most children already back in school. It was one of the reasons...

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“Red” by Jenny McKay

Submitted to Contest #240

Business at the shop will be slow. After a long, cold winter, this is the first warm spring day we’ve had, and people are wasting no time getting outdoors to enjoy it. Through the picture window, I see everyone in a good mood, laughing and talking as they go by in shorts and T-shirts. And once again, I am stuck inside, watching the clock. I was settling in for a long day when the bell above the door rang. I perked up as an adorable young man entered. Smiling brightly, he was the picture of health and full of life. Offering a friendly greetin...

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“Veils of Illusion” by Q. Baxter

Submitted to Contest #240

Julian had always been a creature of habit, living his life according to a strict daily routine. He woke up every morning at the same time, ate the same breakfast, and took the same route to work. His life was monotonous, and he found comfort in the predictability of his days. However, Julian was unaware of the strong forces brewing beneath the surface of his consciousness. Whispers danced at the edge of his mind, hinting at a deeper reality that he couldn't yet perceive. Julian was oblivious to the storm gathering around him, threatening ...

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“Great Heights” by Ron Davidson

Submitted to Contest #240

(T/W Death and gore)I stood atop a wind turbine with my safety rope disconnected, arms outstretched, and my face tilted toward the heavens. Fueled by the mighty breath that continuously sculpted the red soil of the Oklahoma plains, the circling blades made a cyclical motion that built anticipation within me as each great giant climbed from the earth to rise upright one hundred feet above me, praising the midday sun, only to genuflect and repeat the act. The generator’s gentle song hummed through the nacelle I was standing upon. My ...

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“Flyboy” by Timothy Motley

Submitted to Contest #240

Gust of wind battered the small community of Shadows Brook. Well, really the word community was a bit of a stretch when used to describe Shadows Brook. In reality it was nothing more than a series of six A framed, two story wooden cabins that sat tucked away on the side of a volcano. As a boy Crowley was terrified every time that his mother dragged him to the cabin. Crowley had grown up in the nineties. An era dominated by movies that highlighted the dangerous nature of volcanoes. Why his grandmother had decided to buy a house along the side...

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“The Howl of the Djinn” by Zavier M. Ames

Submitted to Contest #240

Tarek holds a message in his hand as the harsh winds of the Sahara blow reddish sand against his blistering face. He has been banished by the Caliphate for treason, against a tyrannical leader who used him as a scapegoat for his clandestine missions. He has been ordered to be hanged in public forum, his escape meant only his doom. Noone would dare venture out into the endless desert with nothing to be seen for miles.Hours pass, before the summer night finally gives way to the cooling moonbeam. He hears a faint growl echoing in the distance. ...

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“The Lonely Wind: A Summer of Understanding and Acceptance” by Kayley Quintero

Submitted to Contest #240

Warmth surrounded Sunny’s tanned figure; July had been a hot month and she had been begging for a sense of relief in her wilting body that crippled as the heat shone on her throughout the long day. She swung on the creaky porch swing that sat in front of her rickety house and gestured her eyes to the scenery around her. The sun was low, and the bright yellow beams were slowly dozing into the horizon like melting ice cream. The grass was a vibrant and thriving green and was mowed to a perfect two inches tall thanks to Sunny, and the street wa...

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“The Perfect Son” by Keeley Marshall

Submitted to Contest #240

Howling winds and crashing waves - the two elements battled for dominance as a deafening cacophony of sound filled Milo to the brim, flowing through every orifice, flooding him until he could no longer distinguish himself from the elements. With a deep breath, he grounded himself. Felt the coarse dirt between his toes and reveled in the tiny sharp rocks that threatened to break the soft skin of his underfoot. Milo was, more than anything else, aware of himself and the silly lit...

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“Christmas at Kresge's” by Naomi Atwood

Submitted to Contest #240

Trigger warning: This story deals with familial mental/emotional abuse. It was Christmastime again. That season of good will, giving, and joy. Jayne’s memories of Christmas, however, don’t all reflect such happy thoughts. Oh, yes, there were the delicious turkey dinners, which her mother served on Christmas Eve, to avoid the rush and excitement of Christmas Day. The sumptuous meal was enjoyed, and then mother and children would attend the Christmas Eve service at their church nearby. Her mother’s turkey...

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“My Wind” by Jocelyne Lowery

Submitted to Contest #240

I stood there, on the cold, steel bridge overlooking the rushing waters below. They were the same waters that I hoped would take away the pain and darkness that consumed my every thought. As the wind whipped through my hair, I couldn't help but think that this was the end, the only way to escape the suffocating emptiness inside of me. My mind was a whirlwind of pain and turmoil, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Where are you now, sissy? I remember the day she promised she would never leave my side. She promised that I woul...

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“Mea Pugna” by Ozgecan Buyuker

Submitted to Contest #240

“I… I don’t know.”“You don’t know if you’re ready, that’s okay. Well, then, do you feel ready?” said the therapist, as if the change of words would do any good.“It’s not easy to talk about that. You know it. I don’t know if it’s the right time.”“Do you want to postpone it? Say, for the next session?”“I don’t know. I want to get rid of it, you know. Last week, I thought I’d be ready to talk about it, but now… I feel nervous.”“Nervous about talking it in front of someone else or remembering it?”“Well,” I said, giving a...

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“Meet The Wind” by Cosmic Neon

Submitted to Contest #240

Amaya sat in the backyard; tears dripped down her face. Her life was an example of unfairness and imprisonment. "I can't believe she'd ask that of me!" She yelled. Amaya had done everything her mother had ever asked, she never said no, and she always did everything with a smile. But making her go to the May ball and as Ryan Sevens date no less was terrible.Someone tapped Amaya's shoulder, "What?!" she yelled, spinning around expecting to see her mother. However, upon turning around, she was terrified to see a boy. He seemed to be around 18, ...

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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

“The Final Salute” by Marian Fleming

“Into The Wind” by Regina Khao

“The Winds of Change” by Stephanie Canaway

“Playground Lessons” by Allison Winstead

“Red” by Jenny McKay

“Veils of Illusion” by Q. Baxter

“Great Heights” by Ron Davidson

“Flyboy” by Timothy Motley

“The Howl of the Djinn” by Zavier M. Ames

“The Lonely Wind: A Summer of Understanding and Acceptance” by Kayley Quintero

“The Perfect Son” by Keeley Marshall

“Christmas at Kresge's” by Naomi Atwood

“My Wind” by Jocelyne Lowery

“Mea Pugna” by Ozgecan Buyuker

“Meet The Wind” by Cosmic Neon

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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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