Au saga
The winds swirled the sand like a fine mist and a howl could be heard echoing. not the howl of the winds but one that could only be prescribed to a monster.
Nala's Venture: Leaving the Pridelands
Nala surveyed the twisted branches of dead trees poking up here and there from the swirling dust and could not decide which direction was less bleak. her weary paws chose for her and she wandered on.
Titania's Song And Dance
The air around me glows, and wisps of life swirl around me, as i begin to dance to my song. my movement flowing, and breath taking as the song it is paired with. ** **as my song moves from calming, and beautiful to one of power, and might.
"Mountain of the Yeti"
For some reason, he uses the icicle to carve swirls on the heels of his feet, which somehow become permanent instantly. after that, keith looks up at the mountain looking over the town, in a trancelike state.
A Song of Freedom
Still, pink tufts of cloud scatter from the setting sun - incandescent swirls of mother-of-pearl, glistening like scales lost from a salmons' belly.
Gaia's Charm: "Winter Light"
We left the tea on the nightstand without a sip, it's steam swirling dreams as we slept under warm blankets together.
Vignette: Snow
She imagined he was still there, slowly releasing his melancholy and allowing his thoughts to swirl intrepidly with hers in the snow.
A Dragon's Diary 09.06 (Heartbreak)
A million thoughts swirled around my mind. after that, i worked my tail off at the store. i just wanted to forget about it. and it helped. but when i finished work at midnight, organizing 13 boxes of groceries, the thought came back to me again.
Pokemon Mystery Dungeon:Destiny's Way:Prologue
She puts her daughter down near the swirling portal, and murmurs, "tomorrow, my sweet. your journey starts tommarow," delphox starts tearing up, a very hard thing to do for her (being a fire-type and all)."
Prologue
The horses snorted as they drew ever closer, stamping through the trees in a cloud of dust and swirling red leaves. "whoooo hooo!" howled the foxhounds. the click of rifles cocking, the snap of whips.
The Journey of the Dark Crystal: Prologue
She then turned and said, "i'm...all alone" before the swirling black tornado-like portal ended in an eternal blackness.
Winters-Lament.txt
A swirl of her robe brings the snow to cover the feral's den. that brings the cubs and adults alike out, wrapped and bundled like winterhaven packages to squeal and bounce and toss hand-made projectiles at each other.