C30 Vanishing wind

The afternoon sun softly shone on the quiet courtyard. He sat quietly on a chaise longue surrounded by silent flowers.

There was no rustling of flowers, trees, grass, or leaves. The fan in his hand was clearly dancing, but why was there no wind?

We are a race blessed by God.

We are the most indispensable beings on every continent.

We have the greatest power to look down upon the world