Instead of the rhythmic crash of surf, there was only a rhythmic humming—a low-frequency vibration that rattled the marrow of his bones. This was the "Air of Wave," a local phenomenon the fishermen whispered about, usually right before they went missing.
Elias scrambled back, his boots slipping on the wet stone. He watched as Silas was hit first. The old man didn't fall. He was simply swept upward, his body suspended in the "wave" of air, drifting toward the clouds as if he were drowning in the sky. Air of Wave - Suspense
The Air of Wave had come to claim the coast, and this time, it wasn't going back out to sea. Instead of the rhythmic crash of surf, there