NorthWind
The wind blows towards the snowy, pointy mountains. There an old woman sat drinking gin. She could be seen inside here translucent home. 4 windows where situated on the roof's walls. Vint is her name. Vint looked really lonely but satisfied on how she lived. She would sing a tune but the lyrics were always 'hah ummmm herrrrrrr myyyyyy toooorf hinnnnndddd' those were words wolves would hear. She would sing them everytime the wind would blow.
Every Christmas she would stare at a mossy stone wall releasing deep sighs every couple minutes. Animals would circle her cabin with the most odd of faces. One Christmas, a wolf decided to howl at an unexpected time. Vint stopped staring and opened her door. The wind rushed into her home and circled her. The wolf who howled, rested beside her feet. She smiled. Vint knew for sure it was a gift.
Her story was odd. Vint only knew what this meant. She treasured the wolf (who was now called 'Hindavala'). Vint loved him. The year passed and Christmas day was here again. She opened her door and the wolf went out and the wind came in.
She became young and was given a beautiful snow designed dress and cape. Her hair was white and she was smiling. She faded saying 'Northwind'.
The End.
Kia ora Aleenah,
ReplyDeleteThat was AMAZING! I loved reading that. In fact, I wanted to read more. How did you come up with the story? What inspired you?
I loved the fact that she could communicate with wolves. The the wolf came and visited her - I agree, that was definitely a gift. What is the symbolism behind the word 'Northwind'?
Nga mihi
Erica