She often felt like the silvery tinsel that clung to the Christmas tree after it had been dragged across the yard and unceremoniously dumped near the street.

They were stuck between the paranoid delusions of one leader and the racist policies of another.

Each night was a lottery in which death spun the wheel as the bombs rained down on the city.

The statue came tumbling down in a cloud of dust amid the ballyhoos of the crowd.

The wind-swept mountains were his home now but soon the capital would fall and he would return home in glory.

He washed the man's feet as a symbol of repentance for all the pain he had caused.

They were married amid the sound of gunfire and earth-shaking shelling.