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“I sat down, turning the pages of my notebook in search of a blank page, in the dim light of my room. The arrival…

— Gina Marinello-Sweeney

“She smelled of flowers and rain. A meadow beneath a storm. It was intoxicating, and before he could even ponder why he would think…

— Micah Persell

“He pulled the door closed and the wind became just the slightest rush of air against the rolled-up windows. There was suddenly a pleasant…

— Alice McDermott

“We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“A breeze had arisen and trailed faintly through the house like a sick woman in a long dressing gown, and with it the odor…

— Christina Stead

“Listen,’ she whispered and pointed towards the window. ‘Whenever the wind blows from the east and the wind chimes dance in the moonlight, there…

— Carole Carlton

“The image of him shifted with the violent frenzy of leaves. He was there and he wasn’t, as the leaves whipped and the lightning…

— Gwenn Wright

“Till now the evening had been calm, but suddenly the forest grew restless. As I ascended the path out of the river bottom, I…

— Barry Grant

“Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of…

— Edgar Allan Poe

“was up and wandering around in their unlit home at this hour and just happened to be looking out the window as he hurried…

— Brian Harmon

“Out of a still, clear day, the wind suddenly picked up. It bowed the grass in his direction, unaccountably lifting his spirits and making…

— Nancy Pickard

“The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald