In the West, wind is a force to be tamed, named, and feared. Aeolus commands it from his golden palace, Boreas rages across the northern seas, and even Zephyrus brings both bloom and ruin. To the ancients, the wind has purpose and personality, but it moves only at the whim of gods and mortals alike.
In the East, the wind is older than the mountains, older than the rivers. It does not wait for summons. It does not answer prayer. It belongs to Fei Lian, a being whose wings stretch beyond the horizon, whose breath stirs storms across the world with a silence that is almost eternal.
No one knows where Fei Lian rests. Some say he sleeps beneath the clouds, coiled like a serpent in the sky. Others claim he drifts along the northern plains, invisible to those who dare to watch. When he rises, the forests bend, the rivers twist, and the seas grow restless. His eyes are said to be like lightning in a still sky, bright and fleeting, revealing only a glimpse of the god behind the wind.
Once, a mortal sage sought him, hoping to understand the secret of the winds. The sage followed the gusts across mountains and deserts, through forests that bowed under invisible hands. He called, he pleaded, he listened—yet Fei Lian did not answer. Only the air moved, carrying his voice beyond reach, leaving the sage exhausted and humbled.
The wind does not belong to men. It belongs to the vastness, to the emptiness between stars, to the spaces where silence meets motion. Fei Lian governs not by decree but by presence; not by compassion, but by existence itself.
And so the wind still roams. Sailors feel it in sudden squalls; children watch leaves whirl across empty streets; travelers sense it along mountain ridges and wide plains. Yet none see the god who stirs it, none touch the wings that have circled the world since time began.
Perhaps it is not meant to be caught or commanded. Perhaps the lesson is this: that the forces which shape our lives often move unseen, and true power lies not in holding them, but in understanding their rhythm and enduring their passage.