This week, I’ve decided to do a flash fiction challenge. It’s created by the amazingly creative Chuck Wendig, who’s asked us to put a spin on titles of Stephen King’s books. Now, I absolutely adore Mr. King, so of course I jumped at this challenge. What we basically have to do is steal the title, but not the story. His title, my story. Without further ado, let’s grab a snack and get into it.
It howls in my ears
It ruffles my hair
It presses on my eyes
It slaps my cheeks
But most of all, it tells tales.
Tales from far, tales from near
Tales which can make you gasp in fear
Wind- raconteur of nature needn’t beg for attention
Without any permission, it begins its narration.