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

Posted in Narrative on Mar 1, 2024

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“Whispers in the Wind” by Justine Klavon

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I stood in my front yard with my year-old Basset Hound named Hamlet. It was chilly in April in Pennsylvania and a cold breeze whipped against my exposed cheeks, making them rosy and cold to the touch. I mindlessly watched as Hamlet sniffed the frozen ground around us, my long red hair blowing every which way in the escalating speed of the wind. I enjoyed a good breeze, especially on warmer days. But the thing about the wind is that it always brings change. And that’s what I feared the most. &nbs...

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“The Hope of a Last Breath” by J.M. Maxim

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When she felt the wind on her face, Sarah hoped this would be the last last breath she would pay for. It’s not that the breeze felt artificial; it was appropriately warm and deceptively gentle, like a quick, puffing exhale from a puppy making room to continue its staggered sniffing. It tasted the way it was supposed to, like salt and warm sand and seaweed. It quietly matched the dead silence of the exposed ocean shelf before her. The ocean had retreated quickly, draining away, rolling and mounting at the horizon, no doubt gathering into the...

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“I See the Wind Most Everywhere” by Corbin Russell

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It is a hot, moist, rattling wind that pulls me to awareness, there on my cheek, like a lover blowing into my ear. I know my eyes are open because I can feel myself blinking them. But the only light I see is when my eyes are closed and the little sprites of red and orange drift like clouds in a hopeless night sky.I open my eyes again to the darkness and I cannot move. There is an uncomfortable cocoon around me that holds my arms and legs and torso in place. I cannot adjust my head. It is complete darkness and I am held fast by it. Intense pa...

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“The Super Chronicles: Origin of Powers” by Stephen Laviera

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The night sky is beautiful, a cool breeze cuts through the darkness. Subtle highlights of purple and dark blue sweeping across the abyss. Making the stars seem to be within our grasp. Billy watched himself above the Cleveland skylight in Ohio. He gasped at the beauty of the night sky. Turning sharply to cross over the bridge leaving downtown. Sharpening his focus to see through the breeze kissing his cheek. Gliding faster he looks back as if he passed a meteorite followed by a stunning green. Stopping in mid-flight still gazing back and a vo...

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“A Million Smiles” by Ray Samber

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A shiver runs down my spine when a light gust of ocean breeze rushes past me through the trees. I can feel the pebbles crunching against the rock through the bottom of my shoe. It reminds me of just how fragile everything is and if just one of those pebbles was knocked out of place or a strong enough burst of wind rushed through, I would be at the bottom of this rock formation in seconds flat. I’ve always been scared of heights but for some reason when I come here and stand on the edge, I feel at peace. Everything else in the world dies down...

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“Carnations in Spring” by Elle Laerghinar

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The morning breeze carries the smell of freshness that only comes with the spring air. With a promise of renewal, spring had finally come. I close my eyes and breathe in the morning dew that still lingers on the grass around me. The once vibrant nature around me has dulled since a year ago, I think to myself. The wind gently caresses my face, as if seeking forgiveness from a lost lover; perhaps it is. Seasons feel weird to me now, the way nothing stops or deviates them from their designated time gives the impression of breaking a sacred prom...

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“Hiding in Plain Sight” by Claudette Lew

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Before Albert opened his eyes, he could feel a rhythmic, hot, sticky breeze assaulting his face. Duncan stopped his panicked panting and began licking Albert’s cheek and then ears and forehead until Albert woke up and swatted him away with his hands. “I’m alright, you buffoon! Leave me alone!” He slowly reached his hands to his sides, felt the ground beneath him, and pushed himself to a sitting position. Filled with joy that Albert was ok, Duncan could hardly contain his excitement and went to lick Albert’s face again. This time, Albert smil...

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“The Magic in the Wind” by Kristine McCraw

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The Magic in the WindBy Kristine K. McCraw My reflection, a silhouette of contemplation, stared back at me from the water. I sat on the dock like The Thinker—crouched forward, furrowed brow, and deep into my thoughts. A breeze skimmed the surface of the water and washed over me. I watched my reflection ripple. Should I mail the letter? I asked myself again. Its power was peculiar—so light in weight, I could barely...

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“Nut Was His Name” by Christopher Scott

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They came about once a year in New England, a freakishly (The weather people used “unseasonably.) warm day in mid-late February or early March. After days of gray skies and snow that never really seemed to melt, a 70-degree day would show up out of nowhere, briefly lifting your mood so you felt like you were living, not just existing. It was as if nature patted you softly on the cheek with one hand before backhanding you the next day with sleet or even a blizzard. Today, I had awakened from my afternoon nap to the most pleasant sensation of...

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“An Igniting Wind” by Casey Simpson

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A breeze trails past my arm, raising goosebumps along my skin. The chill of the air has ignited my nerves as I stand backstage at the Playhouse Theatre. My makeup is a heavy mask on my face and I shiver awaiting my cue.‘You’re up.’ Emma, my dance partner whispers from behind me. Her breath tickles my neck, bringing me back to where I am. A lengthy gust exhales from my bloated cheeks as I prepare myself. One pointed foot, second pointed foot. The stage light hits me with its heated presence. My body settles into position, and I begin my...

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“Dear Father” by Daniel Legare

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This story contains references to sexual violence, gore and abuse. Oh lord father, thank you for this day. Thank you for the cool September breeze as it kisses our tired faces, after a long day of labour. It is in these little moments, such as a sweet breeze, the smell of grass or the laughter of children, that I feel closest to you. Thank you for a bountiful harvest. We have gifted many pumpkins to the village. Thank you for Anna, her sweetness like that of honey, and her patience like that of a saint. Our daughter Dorothy is on the cus...

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“Space: 2049” by Sam Newsome

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Space: 2049 Jon awoke with the sensation of a breeze brushing against his bare forearms. It was an unusual feeling since the sleep pods were extremely climate controlled. There was no wind here. He was at least a million miles from the nearest natural breeze. Jon was a member of the first Agri-Mining expedition to Mars. Since subterranean water had been discovered on Mars, establishing an outpost had become a high priority. NASA had become a relic of the past, but with discove...

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“Lost soul” by Krissa Svavars

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It was the cold breeze blowing over my cheek that woke me. For a moment I was confused, did I fall asleep outside again? I’m sure I didn’t get that drunk last night. As I forced myself to open my eyes the tent slowly spun around me. Yep I clearly drank way more than I had anticipated. That wasn’t good. I would have to go back into town and buy more booze if I didn’t pace myself better. If that would happen I might run into my parents and they would force me to come home again. When the spinning subsided I noticed a big tear in the orange ca...

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“NORMANDY” by Melinda Madrigal

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Looking out into the vast ocean, the wind brushing against my skin. I'm reminded of the events that took place here on this beach 80 years ago when I was but a teenager. I was eighteen, a young kid from a small town in Upstate New York who wanted to see the world. I just didn't know I was going to end up in a war zone. I enlisted in the Army in the hopes of becoming a pilot. Instead I ended up as an Infantry soldier. I didn't know what that meant none the less I was excited. I'm getting goosebumps up and down my arm thinking about that day a...

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“Where do they go?” by Jamie Rae

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I heard the grown-ups say more people visit the bottom of the lake than the town itself. Apparently, they never return. The people in the lake I mean. Mr. Samson says that freezing cold water can quickly take your breath away. I guess that’s what happened to those visitors. They lost their breath. I wonder what they’re all doing down there, still. My brother Mark says they’re all dead and rotting with only their eyeballs and hair left. He can’t swim though so I think he’s lying. He said his friend said so but I don’t believe him either....

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 138 stories

“Whispers in the Wind” by Justine Klavon

“The Hope of a Last Breath” by J.M. Maxim

“I See the Wind Most Everywhere” by Corbin Russell

“The Super Chronicles: Origin of Powers” by Stephen Laviera

“A Million Smiles” by Ray Samber

“Carnations in Spring” by Elle Laerghinar

“Hiding in Plain Sight” by Claudette Lew

“The Magic in the Wind” by Kristine McCraw

“Nut Was His Name” by Christopher Scott

“An Igniting Wind” by Casey Simpson

“Dear Father” by Daniel Legare

“Space: 2049” by Sam Newsome

“Lost soul” by Krissa Svavars

“NORMANDY” by Melinda Madrigal

“Where do they go?” by Jamie Rae

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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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