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

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“The Ocean Breeze” by Kylene Stewart

Submitted to Contest #240

*Warning this story contains triggering topics related to mental health and physical violence.* The Ocean Breeze It’s been years since I’ve felt the sea breeze on my skin, tangling my long wavy hair into knots. It was nice to feel the sand underneath my bare feet. Hearing the crash of the waves and the squawk of the seagulls as they fly above me. The smell was a mixture of the salty sea and sunscreen. It felt good to be at the beach again. I spent a lot of my childhood here and felt like the perfect place to clear my mind now tha...

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“Thinkburger!” by Julie Grenness

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Chilly winter breezes blew on Kai, as winter in the classrooms still meant ventilation. But Kai did not really care. "Yessss!" Kai gave a big thumbs up to his Advanced IT teacher. He did feel like a tiny midget, mixing it with such overgrown Year 12 teenagers. Never mind, he held his own. Kai was the first to complete their task. He had designed and built a mini-robot. Kai held his breath as he switched it on. Lights blinked, its eyes opened. Thrilling. Kai had invented his own homework helper. He had made a girl robot, because Kai liked gir...

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“Salt in the Wind” by Mack Crotwell

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The wind caressed my cheek, ebbing and flowing like a thief in the night. Sending the tips of my hair flitting about like dust in the wind. Stealing away the last bit of warmth that I’d been clinging to. The sun set an hour ago, but I still stood on the porch staring at where it once blazed a deep orange. My friend’s waited for me inside. My family waited for me. But still, I stood here. The wooden handrail was rough against my skin. The cabin we’d picked was advertised as “rustic.” Which really meant it was old. The glass door t...

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“Tumbleweeds” by D.S. Rhodes

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"Ay, chihuahua! This fucking wind!" "Oh, si, Eddie. What would Holbrook be without the wind?" "Uh...peaceful? Calm? Quiet? Pleasant?" Eddie Ochoa and Lena Garcia, on their way home from Holbrook High ("Go Roadrunners!") shuffled down Buffalo Street, the gusts of wind shoving them from behind, nearly knocking them off their feet, filling their eyes with pollen, dust and sand. White cotton was everywhere, a blizzard unleashed by the cottonwood trees, drifting up at curbs and along fences, creating the illusion of snow on a warm, windy spring d...

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“Alex, Bean, and the Boy” by Penn Namé

Submitted to Contest #240

As we crossed the river, I felt a soft, cool breeze kiss my face. It had been well over, one hundred and ten degrees all summer, and today was no different. My horse, Alex was a registered Arabian gelding. His ancestors had run the Sahara for a millennia. His body was made for this. His large flared nostrils, for dissipating heat. His round and broad feet seemed to glide above the sand. His coat fine, and delicate. Yes, he was born for desert life. He too seemed to notice the breeze. He turned his face into the soft wind, and breathed deeply...

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“The Winds and The Rain” by Mariana Alexe

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A cold breeze brushed her skin causing a million goose bumps to appear on her arms. She ran so much into the depths of the forest that she was definitely lost now. Mayra looked up to the sky and prayed to the ancient Gods to find her way back to her father's house. She was sure HE followed her here; there was only a mere second until he would pop out of a bush. The beast was sure taking its time while Mayra found a place to hide, keeping her breath and trying desperately to be quiet. She exhaled quietly one more time at the sound of silence,...

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“A Lesson Learned” by PJ Town

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Nancy laid aside her knitting and picked up her book, which was sitting beside her on the sofa. She’d been saving it for bed-time but couldn’t wait; her hero was about to meet the love interest of this particular novel. She knew it because at the end of the previous chapter, he’d caught sight of a woman, and… Nancy went back and read that part again.Mason looked up from his coffee. There, gliding across the piazza towards him, came a dream-like vision of loveliness, her diaphanous dress billowing seductively in the warm Tuscan breeze — the s...

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“Cold Pizza” by Shinga Shinga

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The wind whispers ripples on the skin of an otherwise placid body of water; it sows goosebumps on mine and my lover's. My hairs dance in concert, her melanin's shade deepens. The sky bleeds, crimson melts on the treetops and flows into the dam. Monkeys chirp, birds flap their eager wings as they soar towards the wound of the horizon. Twigs snap and plummet into the shallower peripheral parts of the water. Where they collide with the various sized ripples, the offspring of the haphazard and intensifying breeze, and are washed back on land. Th...

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“Be Mine ” by Chantyl Balshaw

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Like butter spreading over a piece of dry bread, the wind melts over her skin leaving her feeling cool and alone. It has been months since he touched her, held her, loved her and the cool breeze was an unwelcoming reminder of a hole she felt deep inside. As she walked, the breeze grazed over her face with flashbacks of the way he touched her face, a soft and well-manicured hand slowly grazing each well thought out chiseled corner. Each finger, one by one rubbing her cheek, then chin, then stopping at her well-defined plumped lips. She reache...

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“Jackdrums” by Kristian Godin

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A cold, calming breeze wrapped its wings around Zenobia’s bare arms and then whispered away. She should have worn a sweater, but, oh! the chill reminded her of Christmas, and what appropriate timing, too, for she was to tell a spooky Christmas story to her book club in the Christmas Witch’s house! Slipping through the open gate, Zenobia hurried inside, the beads from her jeans clacked against the door, and Zenobia grabbed her satchel to protect it from swinging freely as the beads. They were waiting for her, all fifteen members, sitting on ...

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“Little Lady” by Patrick Druid

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Trigger warning: this story does deal with substance abuse and death. Little Lady Little Amber sat quietly on the porch swing on a Sunday morning. The cool,. autumn breeze brushed against her hair in soft caress that was both comforting and painful. She savored the small moment greedily, while looking at the horizon in the rising sunlight. Amber's biggest wish was to run through the open fields freely and live amongst the other kids her age, playing games of kickball, climbing on jungle gyms, maybe a little softball. But this pla...

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“The Shootaround” by Gregg Voss

Submitted to Contest #240

The fire sun overhead warmed the intermittent breeze, which brushed against Jimmy’s cheek in a sultry way that sparked mortal desire, and in turn, his need to be desired. There she was, at the free throw line, knees slightly bent, the basketball balanced perfectly in her right palm. Her shooting form was…eloquent. Better than his, i...

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“The Test” by Agnieszka Baczkowska-Maśluszczak

Submitted to Contest #240

Klara boarded an early train to Universitat Stadt Bern. She jumped on board and felt a whoosh on her face as the doors closed and the oxygen generators sent a light breeze through the carriage. She made herself comfortable in the soft foam chair and closed the door to her solo cabin. Her phonestick rang. The smart wall detected her phone and displayed the details of the call. She glanced at the date: September ninth, 2393. “Thank you so much for writing my appeal. I am most grateful,” she said into her phonestick, “I only missed the ma...

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“Soren's Breeze” by Royce Pochowski

Submitted to Contest #240

The warm summer breeze gently brushed against Soren’s skin as he unlocked the cash box from under the drawer. Hoping to find himself somewhere important Soren was disappointed to still be working at the local newsstand. Ambition had a strange misery to it. Like trying to climb a ladder in quicksand. This had been his fourth new job in two years and quite frankly this last move was neither vertical nor lateral. It was medicinal. The simplicity of his tasks afforded him a mental freedom he had long forgotten. Strange how not drowning in stres...

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“Breezy Thoughts” by Christine LW

Submitted to Contest #240

This story relates to trauma and well being. The love of life and acceptance regarding change and moving forward to revolve again with the support and kindness from others. Brenda watched the wind blow against the window pane, of her small apartment over looking the sandy beach and rocks. Trying to remain positive thinking happy thoughts. Picnics on the beach, the odd bottle of iced wine shared with friends. Sunny blue skies with the sea gulls floating by. The waves lapping along coastline with just a slight breeze. Fishing boats bobbing o...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 139 stories

“The Ocean Breeze” by Kylene Stewart

“Thinkburger!” by Julie Grenness

“Salt in the Wind” by Mack Crotwell

“Tumbleweeds” by D.S. Rhodes

“Alex, Bean, and the Boy” by Penn Namé

“The Winds and The Rain” by Mariana Alexe

“A Lesson Learned” by PJ Town

“Cold Pizza” by Shinga Shinga

“Be Mine ” by Chantyl Balshaw

“Jackdrums” by Kristian Godin

“Little Lady” by Patrick Druid

“The Shootaround” by Gregg Voss

“The Test” by Agnieszka Baczkowska-Maśluszczak

“Soren's Breeze” by Royce Pochowski

“Breezy Thoughts” by Christine LW

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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.

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

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

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