Slackening speed

Usage examples of slowing.

The train had slackened in its speed, it was slowing for a halt at the outskirts of a town: in the distance upon the flanks of low sweeping hills he could see a bracelet of hard bright lights, and presently the outposts of the town appeared.

The co-pilot started a sequence of clear gestures, hands wide, palms out, like he was personally slowing the truck.

From the very first millisecond of its travel, air friction is slowing the bullet down and handing gravity a larger and larger say in its destiny.

There was nothing to see on the highway except a roiling cloud of thin smoke slowing into a teardrop shape three hundred yards long.

The other six men in the sept had drawn close around their surlord, reacting to the slowing of his mount and the slight stiffening of his face.

Stillborn extended his arm, slowing the raid party, and looked to Addie Gunn.

Jenks about the cat, but he bent without slowing his harangue to scoop up the orange ball of warrior-in-training and hold her close, soothing her into forgetting what she was doing.

Pulse slowing, I plucked the extinguished candles from where they sat, rolling them up in their white, black, and gold tissue paper before snapping a rubber band around them and dropping them in my bag.

He lapsed into silence once again, his steps slowing as they neared the paddock.

He could feel the beating of his own heart, slowing gradually to a quiet, even throb in his chest, anxiety fading in his blood.

A dozen were not slowing at all and would maintain full speed all the way to and most of the way through the system, their crews and systems trained over hundreds of simulations for an ultra-high-speed pass across Ulubis planetary system which would last for less than four hours.

Stillfox had been patient at first, slowing his pace, whispering words of encouragement and advice, but by now even Stillfox was losing his patience.

Whiskeyjack rode into the clearing, slowing his mount to a walk, then to a perfect square-stanced halt.

Bauchelain and Korbal Broach, spiralling, slowing, wings buffeting the air.

Somehow the beast kept its footing, plummeting past a Startled Korlat and a laughing Silverfox, then, reaching the flat, slowing its wild charge and trotting up to where Whiskeyjack stood, its head lifted proudly, ears up and forward-facing.