Poetically, a gentle wind

Usage examples of zephyr.

Twin seed-cases that Zephyr assumed to be engine housings hung below her, bizarrely botanical, surrounded in plastic sheeting behind which Arachno engineers worked with cautious movements.

The epicentre, where the Lady Macbeth had plunged into the drive-fomented particles, was still glowing a nervous blue as brumal waves of static washed through the thinning molecular zephyr of vaporized rock and ice.

Tartar horsemen, curl like the dewlap of a mighty bullock, unfold like a mist rising out of a ravine, gleam like a lake touched by a zephyr, and be wet and soft like fine earth newly swept by rain.

Zephyr had been executed by the light of a gibbous moon, as was Halruaan custom.

His pace was swifter than that of the zephyr when it sweeps along over the unbending corn.

Of course, it would be clear to anyone with wits Zephyr needed no reins to control her, but Amy was willing to play the feebleminded wigeon if it suited her purpose.

To her mind Zephyr spent far too much time going over old texts and bits of pottery, hiking up to caves that only contained paintings instead of allosaur bones.

I have been privileged to become aware of the singing of a quiet tune, some of the phrases of which were directly derivative from inarticulate vegetation--the thud of glossy blue quandongs on the soft floor of the jungle, the clicking of a discarded leaf as it fell from topmost twigs down through the strata of foliage, the bursting of a seed-pod, the patter of rejects from the million pink-fruited fig, overhanging the beach, the whisper of leaves, the faint squeal where interlocked branches fret each other unceasingly, the sigh of phantom zephyrs too elusive to be felt.

The wind was little more than a gentle breeze, but these shallow craft had been designed for the trickish zephyrs of the Mediterranean climate, and the cargo ship fell away with surprising speed behind them, until it was just running lights against the black horizon.

The sound differed from the hiss of escaping air that she sometimes heard in the narrower passages where, in response to the dictates of Bernoulli, the constant zephyr freshened into something stronger.

She kicked off her sandals and pinned her hair haphazardly on her head, grateful for the cool zephyr from the south that fanned the back of her neck.

A head, long-nosed and sharp, was tucked against its forebody, and on it Zephyr saw the surface of an eye blinklessly open, its clear shields reflecting the light of the high sun.

To be played on by any wind that blows, gale, zephyr, postcenal eructation.

It was only then that Zephyr realized - with her sketchy knowledge of the roots of the Greek-based Citizen Classnames - that of course Strategos was a blend-word, the old name for a general, now carrying the new weight of later derivations: strategic adviser, battle tactician, master planner.

Zephyr was thinking about the not-unhandsome Strategos Anthony now, wondering who he was meeting, where and what they were doing.