Scattered fragments

Usage examples of debris.

Lakunai Airdrome and he had destroyed sixteen airplanes and killed more than eighty men as the American machine exploded in a long gout of flame and debris.

And as she descended she was battered by debris, helpless ammonites, clams, squid, even rocks torn from the floor.

When you do that, you remover debris, stimulate small glands to secrete oil for a tear film that covers the eyes like Saran Wrap, and simulate your own tears, which are antibacterial and hydrate the cornea.

A half a dozen antipersonnel grenades sailed through the hole in the bricks and blew dust and debris and various body parts all over the place.

The stable area to the right, reduced to a mass of charred timbers and jutting debris, reeked of wet ashes and the stench of rotting animal flesh.

Both were peering toward the gate in the fence as it opened to admit a party of guards surrounding three new arrivals, their blue coveralls ashine with recent laundering, their fronts covered with bits of technological debris, every scrap polished to a metallic gleam.

X himself devoted his valuable time to rooting through the debris of the New Atlantan immune system proved this.

Piles of building debris, the empty shells of gutted autos, and every kind of junk and garbage lined the street.

Other workers shoveled the debris left by the process into biofilter bins, where the inert black rock disappeared, to leave only dilithium chips.

The wound was no great matter, but there were bits of dirt and debris in the wound, and the edges were red and gaping, raw surfaces clouded with a film of pus.

The blowback and recoil nearly broke her wrist and she dropped the weapon through the cloud of debris and gunpowder residue.

Then the entire house blows outward and upward, shingles flying, hunks of wood lofted into the air and then returning to earth, something that looks like a quilt twisting lazily in the air like a magic carpet as debris rattle to the ground in a thudding, contrapuntal drum roll.

The bullet and the debris that it forced into his bodywood splinters, fiber stuffingthey made a mess of one of the most closely knit areas of the human anatomy.

Peter Wheeler, too old to maintain his property, the hunt club, once a year, cleaned the raceway of branches or any other floating debris, bushhogged the trails, and repaired jumps.

Then the Bushmaster went off like a bomb, its fuel tank detonating as an orange-red fireball, twisted metal debris spewing outward.