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The Tailor of Winds

He stitched storms into silk and sold the sky by the yard.

By GoldenSpeechPublished 3 months ago 1 min read

In a seaside town where the wind never stopped, a man named Harun was known for his impossible cloth. His fabrics shimmered like storms — lightning flashing faintly between folds.

He said he wove the wind itself. No one believed him.

But at night, children swore they heard the sound of gales trapped in his workshop, and when dawn came, his windows were rimed with clouds.

A sailor once asked him for a cloak that could carry him home no matter the distance. Harun nodded, stitched through the night, and handed him a cape that smelled like rain.

The climax: Weeks later, a gale struck the coast. When it cleared, Harun’s shop was gone — but a strange new starfish washed ashore, shaped like a folded sail.

The locals say that on stormy nights, the wind still wears Harun’s cloaks, billowing proudly across the sea.

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