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

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“Ill Wind” by Reese Johansen

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Getting out of the car, the unexpected gust of hot air made me gasp. The force nearly knocked me down even without the aid of the car door slamming against me. Most disconcerting, though, was how it came from the wrong direction. Wind usually blew in from the west off the ocean, cool and refreshing. But this wind was hot and dry, screaming down from the eastern hills. A glimpse across the valley revealed the sky as an unnaturally pale blue. So pale, it appeared almost white save for the haze of faint brownish-orange lingering at the horizon...

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“The Broken Promise ” by Masha Flom

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The wind calmly blows through my light brown hair, sending goosebumps down my spine as I stand outside my apartment, next to the wispy willow tree waiting for Manni. I lightly tap my finger on my thigh as I anxiously wait for him, letting the sharp cool wind kiss my face leaving it numb and pink. He lived a few minutes away, so he usually walked to my place when we wanted to hang out. The weather was starting to get cool as its early Autumn. I observed how the grass became duller. The cool air from the trees let some of the leaves that were...

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“Horsetooth” by Edd Baker

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CW: Language and drinking throughoutThe breeze had picked up just moments ago, brushing Rachel's face and tickling her nose with the smell of water, the aroma intertwined like lovers with the rock and dirt of the Fort Collins Mountains. Even though cars passed by like city people, to and fro down the winding mountain road, the air had a certain calm to it. Reassuring, and warm."It's nice", Dan said, his window rolled down fully and the wind blowing his dusky hair back. "The weather, I mean."Rachel rolled her head from the window to Dan, a sm...

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“The Northerly” by Anna Frederiksen-Washington

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The last step creaked as Tom walked down the staircase. It was there to remind him that it had to be fixed before somebody stepped through the old wood. But not today. It was far too hot already although the sun had only just come up over the saltbush horizon. He did not get much sleep; it was almost impossible to fall asleep on these hot nights and it was the fourth day now in a row with temperatures around 40 degrees. You would think you would get used to it out here where there was little shade from the scorching sun, but the heat always ...

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“A Calling in the Wind” by Angelica Sophia

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Mira’s silky black hair was braided back the way her mother used to do it for her when she was a little girl living in Mexico. Around her face a few stray wisps of feathered hair danced in the breeze caressing her cheeks, a gentle stroke from an invisible hand. Determined to keep her eyes on the page and avoid any distracting daydreams, Mira tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ears and turned the page to the U.S. history book she was reading. It had been a long winter and finals would soon begin. Mira worked diligently, quickly ...

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“Strange Bus” by Holly Gilbert

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I felt the breeze on my face as I walked out the door. I swear I heard my name in it. I eyed the beach in the distance. If I could just take a seat in the sand, If I could just let my toes into the water, I’ll be able to breathe again. I looked back, making sure no one was awake. Now, any normal girl would've waited until the sun was up, but I was never considered “normal.” I closed the door quietly, then walked down the footpath. It was three in the morning. Twilight. A magical thing happens at twilight. That’s when it appears a...

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“A Breeze for Yolanda” by Robert Pyke

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In. Out. With my hands clenched together before my nose, breathing so deeply sends a hot breeze onto my chilled fingers. nnnHH. HHnnnn. I send. You hope. I send. You strength. I send. You love. Airy-fairy Eastern wisdom Buddhist bullshit? It doesn’t matter, not even in my logical, scientific heart of hearts. Sending messages into the air—that’s all I can think to do. It is 4 a.m on a cold February night. I am awake with an awful foreboding, a knowing that my kid sister Yolanda, my only remaining relative, is in intractable p...

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“The Kiss of the Breeze” by Rosemary Brett-Green

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The Kiss of the Breeze She felt the softest breeze on her cheek, like the touch of a kitten’s fur, like the beat of a butterfly’s wing. It pleased her in a way she had never been pleased before. She closed her eyes against the brightness of the summer sun. She felt the gentle breeze once more like the softness of silk. Her fingers tingled. Again, there was the whisper of the breeze. Pleasure enwrapped her. Without intent, her shoulders curled, cuddled her neck as a thrill moved thro...

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“Holy Wind” by Michelle Salamanca

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The letter from my oncologist said, “Her cancer is not curable and there is a significant possibility she could die from her cancer or related complications within the next 6 months.” That’s what I was reflecting on when the nurse approached me in the waiting room asking me to follow her. You see, I’d sought a second opinion and the new oncologist approved the chemotherapy orders for today’s infusion. I've got a new oncologist, a new cancer center, and a new nurse. I was scared. The nurse led me through the tiled white floors, under the brig...

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“Night Breeze” by Esther Andrews

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Whirring fan blades insulated my ears from the cacophony of cars and late-night dog walkers beneath my bedroom window. Curled up under silky sheets with a thick, fluffy duvet tucked tightly around me, I unwound the events of the day in my head and felt myself slowly drifting off.But sleep would not come so easily that night, for, just as my mind quieted and my muscles relaxed, a strong gust of wind blew across my face and into my ear, making its way quite painfully all the way down to my eardrum.“What the hell?” I wondered, immediately shoot...

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“Fickle Winds” by Dana W

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Fickle WindsA Short Storyby Dana Wagner The wind swept tendrils of long blonde hair back from my face as I turned a pork chop over on the grill. Being indecisive in its direction, as is often the case with wind, it whipped my hair back across my eyes. I tossed my head to the side as the breeze shifted again, this time in my favor. I couldn’t quite declare this wind as warm or cold. It was somehow neither and both. Unseasonably warm for such an early March day in the Midwest, it still held a slight chill as it caressed my skin. As though win...

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“A Windy Day” by Stacey Cooper

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A woman is on her way to work and as she opens the door, she faces a gust of wind. She continues the walk to the bus stop where she waits for the bus. It is a breezy day, and at times, the wind picks up speed during the walk. Every once in awhile the woman teaches arts and crafts at a school. In the morning, she helps organize the art supplies, and in the afternoon, she teaches a group of students an art project. She arrives at the school and goes into the art room. She helps organize the art supplies by placing the marke...

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“Dying Stars - The Last Exodus” by Darvico Ulmeli

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November 4, 3589. The sensation of a breeze brushing against my skin was a welcome respite from the day's oppressive heat. I stood on the balcony, gazing at the night sky, feeling the wind's gentle caress against my face. Little did I know that this moment of calm would soon be shattered by a cataclysmic event that would change the course of history forever. My name is Adam, and I was there when the stars started dying. NASA had announced that a "meteorite rain" would be visible only to the inhabitants of the Western Hemisphere. But they wer...

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“The Golden Eyed Monk” by Malulani Medeiros

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The wild forces whipping around the monk, nature itself seemed to be pulling the young man towards the vortex of swirling death and rock below. His heel on the edge of the cliff, the jagged rocks cut his bare feet, as the spear aimed at his heart made clear its intentions. Surrounded by his fellow disciples, the young monk was more than aware of their jealousy towards him. Still, he never thought such bitterness would lead them to this point. Abbot had warned him that their hatred would turn to fear, and that fear to evil, but of all the tea...

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“The drifting breeze brought me to a kindred spirit.” by Silent Mumbler

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Joane closed her eyes as the cool breeze swept past her at the beach that night, giving her chills but in a good way. This is the first time she felt glad of the fact that she said yes to the college trip. The trip itself was nowhere as fun as she imagined, but to her nothing was that much fun anyway, not without the people she loved, which was just a handful at the time. Moments like these, when she could be away from the crowd and mind her own business were the best. Then she wouldn't have to pretend to be someone else and try to ble...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 139 stories

“Ill Wind” by Reese Johansen

“The Broken Promise ” by Masha Flom

“Horsetooth” by Edd Baker

“The Northerly” by Anna Frederiksen-Washington

“A Calling in the Wind” by Angelica Sophia

“Strange Bus” by Holly Gilbert

“A Breeze for Yolanda” by Robert Pyke

“The Kiss of the Breeze” by Rosemary Brett-Green

“Holy Wind” by Michelle Salamanca

“Night Breeze” by Esther Andrews

“Fickle Winds” by Dana W

“A Windy Day” by Stacey Cooper

“Dying Stars - The Last Exodus” by Darvico Ulmeli

“The Golden Eyed Monk” by Malulani Medeiros

“The drifting breeze brought me to a kindred spirit.” by Silent Mumbler

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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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