I look around the neighborhood. It wouldn't hurt to see what's causing my anxiety.
Yes I am a idiot, yes I know BUTTTTTTT isn't it fun to know?Also I'm a god what could go wrong? Anyways I'm walking around this neighborhood.
When someone grabs my wings and drags me away then puts a bag on my head.
So yeah now we're at current pace.When they finally take the bag off my head the room I'm in is sunburnt red/dark rosy cheek pink.
But honestly I don't really know, the color it's probably the color from color out of space.
I really wouldn't be surprised.So I'm there covered in metal chains and my dumbass self says, "Gee I wonder if the HOA knows about this." LIKE PAST ME IT WASN'T EVEN FUNNY, STOP TRYING TO BE FUNNY! God I was so fucking embarrassing 5 hours ago.
But nonetheless, I found I couldn't move my wings and leave.
Welp I was stuck here no one would come looking for me.
So now text messages would stop working, letters, the wind.The only really important thing that would stop happening is the wind. But honestly I didn't really care.
I wouldn't have cared if I died to be honest here. The only person who would miss me is... no one.
So im not really freaking out here most likely the person who kidnapped, me wants to become a god but I honestly would just give them it willing.But I couldn't see anyone in the room I'm in, so either thet got the wrong god which yeah they probably did I look like Thanatos, the god of the dead. We both have grayish black wings and black hair. So I really wouldn't be surprised.
But the letter was addressed to me? Me? Why me?
This might come as a surprise, but I'm not the most well-known god. If you google my name, you'll just find a math problem (not like I Google myself or anything.)
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The letters in the wind. (And other short stories.)
General FictionI wrote this last year, I've improved a lot dw I don't write like a deranged child anymore You're the god of letters and the wind. You deliver letters through the wind one day you get a letter delivered to yourself in a stange neighborhood.