The Wind

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On a winter morning the wind rose up. It was in a bad mood. More, in a terrible mood. It went up on the hill, held its breath as long as it could, then took the run-up and rushed like a mad upon the town. The town is stunned and the inhabitants do not know what to do. 
Still, there’s a way to calm it down...
A windy and odd story, that makes a mess of people and thoughts and… perhaps nothing will be as it was before.


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