"Why does the wind howl?" I think it has lost its voice. Now only able to summon screeching sounds like scratches, clawing their way up from a wispy throat.
"Why does the wind howl?" I found myself asking this unusual question, for the second time this week.
I think it has found a reason to blow breeze with such brutal force. Breaking silence found in strange places it visits, not wanting to whisper - the wind would rather howl. Its presence must be known.