built a house out of screaming winds and the whispers tore it down

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  1. She built a house from the screaming winds, its walls howling with every gust. It stood defiant, powerful. But at night, the whispers came—soft, insidious. They slipped between the cracks, unraveling her fortress, brick by brick. By dawn, nothing remained but silence and a sky full of sighs.

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