The force of the blast knocked down a massive tree just in front of them, which saved them from being crushed by others that fell.
There was freckled places on the ground where the light sifted down through the leaves, and the freckled places swapped about a little, showing there was a little breeze up there.
The fireball lengthened, and spun into a cyclone of flames.
But no sooner was Mazin freed from his fetters than the violence of the tempest lessened, by degrees the winds subsided, the waves abated their swell, and the sea no longer threatened to overwhelm them: in a few hours all was calm and security, and a prosperous gale enabled the shattered vessel to resume her course.
A violent gust of wind swept in, carrying a multitude of icy flakes.
The wife struck, but missed her aim, and the blow fell on the waggoner's head, and he dropped down dead.
Fear took my breath away until it got closer, and I could see that its tail was wagging.
This may take another draft to get right.
Do ye not perceive, that whatsoever thing from without entereth into the man, it cannot defile him; 41:007:019 Because it entereth not into his heart, but into the belly, and goeth out into the draught, purging all meats?
We had a flurry getting the old lady off, and I had a fright every time she spoke to me, for I was in such a hurry to be through that I was uncommonly helpful and sweet, and feared she'd find it impossible to part from me.
You hear a little flutter, they zip in your ear, and bore into your brain.
A sudden puff of wind blew off his hat and wig, at which a loud laugh rang forth from his companions.
At 8 o’clock Neb had not returned; but they could not help admitting that now the tempest alone was sufficient to account for his non-appearance, and that, probably, he had sought refuge in some cavern, waiting the end of the storm, or, at least, daybreak.
All operations on the island were suspended and all personnel evacuated in August 2006 with the approach of super typhoon IOKE (category 5), which struck the island with sustained winds of 250 kph and a 6 m storm surge inflicting major damage.
Red Whale said as he once again guided his wandering mate away from particularly enticing odors wafting from a Shark Chop House. “
... He was a hostage ... But I could not keep him in the house on the lake, either, because of Christine; so I locked him up comfortably, I chained him up nicely--a whiff of the Mazenderan scent had left him as limp as a rag--in the Communists' dungeon, which is in the most deserted and remote part of the Opera, below the fifth cellar, where no one ever comes, and where no one ever hears you.
24:030:023 Behold, the whirlwind of the LORD goeth forth with fury, a continuing whirlwind: it shall fall with pain upon the head of the wicked.
If he could whisk her away from my care, my power over him was gone.
Listen to every zephyr for some reproof, for it is surely there, and he is unfortunate who does not hear it.