Country House
Howling, the wind outside was at odds with the tiny country house. like a troubled flautist the wind blew against the top of the chimney making a foul, whistling groan.
Sunrise - Part 2
The wind had calmed down since the sun had come up, and the warmth of the sunshine on his face was calming. he had always enjoyed his morning strolls, but this one was special. the warm wind, the girl in the dress and her sudden disappearance.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Eight
“help me wind my thing.” beka blinked, and then glanced back at him, smirking. “wind your own thing. i’m sure you’ve plenty of experience.”
Between Winters, part IX - That Third Day of Rain
They ascended into the wind and flew unsteadily for two hundred yards, and were about to rain down upon the rebels, when the wind turned into a maddening gale that seemed to come from all sides at once.
Learning to Let Go
The drag of the wind on his limbs slowing him down quickly and shifting his center of lift forwards.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 65
Danado squeezed her hand and breathed deeply of the icy wind. it seemed to cut his chest from the inside.
Chapter 5: Our Power
For a moment, only the alakazam's grunts and the swirl of winds could be heard. suddenly, a shriek came from within the wind and there was a shattering sound.
Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 33
Instead of listening to his demented promises, she only listened to the wind rippling her clothes, making the wet patch on her dress feel like a sigil of ice.
Orchid Chapter 1 - Arboreal Whispers
No strong winds penetrated past the thick tree trunks, all except for its soft whispers carried only by insect and bird songs living on their branches, in the hollows, or in hidden homes.
Twisted Night: Chapter 20
But not even when arctic wind cast her gaze did it feel like this. was he to lie to them? choose theren over arctic wind? the silence was maddening as theren sneered down at him, waiting an answer. "nothing important."
Battle in the North
The snowy winds howled as the eerie cry of the mountain eagles echoed throughout the mountains.
Inga
Sharp claws, at the end of his three-fingered paws, touched as the companion muttered his supplicated words out into the furious winds of night. "holy mother of winds; of scale; of life. mother-goddess to which we are bound.