Set your story in a place where the weather never changes.

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“Honeymoon in Paradise” by Henry Lansing Woodward

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Honeymoon in ParadiseAfter about three bounces, the boy bounced out the window andin an instant, he was gone ten floors down. It was another fabulous day in Paradise. One of those days that happens almost every day. This never changing weather draws millions of visitors a year to our cluster of islands and is boringly wonderful, day after day after day. It was once again a borning eight-two degrees, and the Tradewinds were constant at their usual four to six miles-per-hour. I called them “Windfingers” because of the way ...

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“The Hero Of One Hope” by Helen Murat

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Grunting and pulling, Ajani invested all his strength attempting to turn the wheel. Many had tried, but it never budged. The Suok desert had not seen rain for so long, no one remembered a time when such a thing existed. In fact, there had been no storms in all that time, no rain, wind, or even sandstorms. Throughout the years, life had slowly been dying off. There were no more cacti growing out of the ground, no lizards roaming the scorching sand, not even birds had been seen flying up near the clouds—there were no clouds. Now the final dro...

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“The Drought” by Greg Miller

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Summer died fifty years ago, and autumn never came. The sky was a hard shell of endless blue, unbroken by clouds, as if God had dipped His paintbrush in cobalt and forgotten to rinse it out. Heatwaves shimmered off the asphalt like restless ghosts, and the air tasted faintly of burnt rubber and dust—the stale breath of a town stuck in time. Cedar Ridge had always been small, a thumbprint on the back roads of nowhere. There were farms, of course, though most had dried up and blown away with the last real rain. What remained were brittle corn ...

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“Bones” by Anne Athena Dura

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The sky is an ocean of black, looming, nimbus clouds. I’m returning home from working in the fields. A rumbling thunder shakes the earth beneath me. It isn’t an earthquake. This region experiences constant tremors due to unstable ground. I’m worried heavy rain could saturate the ground and cause a collapse. Then, the whole state will cease to exist. This desolate region of the kingdom will face oblivion.For centuries, the skies have rumbled, and still they do. Not a single drop of rain falls. Fifteen years of my life have been marked by a st...

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“To Be Great” by Jylo Mylo

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Years and years ago, in a lesser city somewhere beneath the eternal rain and amidst the blue plant life of Rainland, is a young man, only five years old at the time, and with Rai blood flowing through his veins. His name is Windel Rai, and his dream is to become the next General Rai. An ambitious goal for a child his age. Women thought him cute, the way he’d follow his father around, training with him as if doing so would make him a general by the time that he was a teenager. No one took him seriously, no one had to, he was just a toddler af...

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“Windswept” by Nolan Pierce

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“Astrid, are you seeing this?” The question prompted a scan. “Officer Beck, the reported crash is just ahead.” Astrid was helpful, but was not much of a conversationalist. I probably should have directed the question at my young protegee anyway. “Isak, what do you think?” “Well, this is pretty far from the road. She must have been running from something, or some people, to turn out here. The skid marks 128 meters behind us are where she lost control, or where the wind got her. Whichever the case, she crashed into the wind turbine tipping it ...

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“Ballastonia” by Ron Henson

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Jenkins bolted awake at the sound of the nearby thunderclap. “Really? Really?” he repeated out loud while lurching for the bedroom window. After savagely swiping the curtain to one side, he stared desperately out towards the sky. “Nothing, not a blooming thing,” he stated in a discouraging manner. Jenkins figured it had to be a dream. “A dream of a thunderstorm, oh gee, those were the days,” he mused silently. &n...

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“THE PREDESTINATION” by Joanne Oliver

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"The city had been trapped in darkness for weeks. No sun. No rain. Just a frozen sky.This had led to many theories from global warming to government controlled weather experiments.Lighting up my second cigarette I ignored my distorted reflection in the broken library glass window. Instead I leaned heavily against the grey pebble dashed stone wall kicking an empty gin bottle out of the way As it rolled along the concrete it reminded me of the handwritten guidebook that I would give it to my mother once she was herself again. I wanted her to r...

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“The Last Light” by Sharon Nations Toler

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Dressed in cotton shorts and a white sleeveless shirt, Sara stood before her easel, painting the apocalyptic scene outside her apartment window. As she turned to peer out the glass window, the sun cut through, causing Sara to shield her eyes as she witnessed the sight before her. The sun shone like a giant orb covering the sky, overshadowing the tall, gaunt buildings and vacant streets. The trees lining the roads were only skeletal remains of once lush trees. There were no more seasons, only summer; there wasn't any more night, only day. The...

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“The Lonely Sailor” by Michael Caravette

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When the seas dried up, the sailor could no longer sail. There, in the middle of the barren ocean, he waited. How long had it been since he was landlocked? He did not remember. What became of his crew? Of his captain? He did not know. In the vastemptiness of salt and sand the lonely sailor had no course of action. In the beginning, if there was such a time, he kept to his chores. What else was there to do? Nights no longer came and went; the days turned into a continuous stream of time. The wind never blew. Rain never poured. The only consta...

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“Cielo” by Juniper Lark

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Day 1 It started on a Saturday in mid-May. The normally cool May breeze had stagnated. The blue skies were cloudy and grey. Rain, perhaps. That’s what they thought, anyway. That morning, crowds of Cielo citizens squeezed through market stalls as they negotiated pricing on fresh fruit, vegetables, and fish. Down adjacent streets other vendors opened the doors to their shops and sold their goods. A young woman named Rio propped open her studio turned gallery. She had erected shelves and easels of her many paint-covered canvases—as many as she ...

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“Endless Sky” by Trisha Moore

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In a land where the weather never changed, the sun always hung high in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the lush, endless fields of green. The air was perpetually mild, with no rain, no wind, and no clouds to offer shade. It was the kind of place where everything remained the same, yet somehow, life was full of surprises.Todd and Trisha had made this strange and serene land their home. They lived in a cozy house nestled by a gently flowing river, surrounded by trees that never lost their leaves. Though the world around them was calm...

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“The Vampire Lands” by Gillian Wolff

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The swamp I call home has never seen the sun—if it did, all its secrets would be revealed. A perpetual mist clings to the murky water, translucent enough to reveal the piercing eyes of aquatic predators lurking beneath. The canopy of mangroves darkens the already depressing atmosphere. The only changes are the precise tone of the clouds—ranging from an oppressive charcoal to a pale slate hinting of sunlight but never permitting it to fully break through—and the force of the rain and wind which shifts from a pleasant pattering and a gentle br...

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“This Project Is Not A Rational Love” by Ourliazo Tap

Submitted to Contest #288

They say she’ll be a princess in a mechanical marvel of a tower, that's the running joke at her farewell. But of course she was chosen for the job when her graduation project spread wings and took flight, never to come back because no one and no thing could demand when it soared. Her piece was freedom from the ground and the maker, reborn in metal and magic. A self-sustaining wonder. They praised her for it, and she earned it, because she worked herself to the bone for her creations like all true gods do; out of whole-hearted love, a fierce...

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“A Divine Puzzle” by Christopher Wetzel

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His walking stick stabbed the snow, drilling for a semblance of purchase beneath the drifts. He pulled his collar tighter around his face as icy gusts slashed at his skin. Everyone knew she was up here. You could see it for miles – a strange circle of sunny green atop the clouded white of the winter mountain, like an oasis in a desert. Everyone knew and nobody did anything. For three years. And everyone froze. So, he was on the mountain, finally doing something. As he topped the next rise, panting through frozen sweat, he saw the garden. Thi...

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Set your story in a place where the weather never changes.

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✍️ 48 stories

“Honeymoon in Paradise” by Henry Lansing Woodward

“The Hero Of One Hope” by Helen Murat

“The Drought” by Greg Miller

“Bones” by Anne Athena Dura

“To Be Great” by Jylo Mylo

“Windswept” by Nolan Pierce

“Ballastonia” by Ron Henson

“THE PREDESTINATION” by Joanne Oliver

“The Last Light” by Sharon Nations Toler

“The Lonely Sailor” by Michael Caravette

“Cielo” by Juniper Lark

“Endless Sky” by Trisha Moore

“The Vampire Lands” by Gillian Wolff

“This Project Is Not A Rational Love” by Ourliazo Tap

“A Divine Puzzle” by Christopher Wetzel

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Start or end your story with a breeze brushing against someone’s skin.

Set your story during — or just before — a storm.

Write a story where the weather mirrors a character’s emotions.

Start or end your story with someone standing in the rain.

Contest #288

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