The wild wind made a mockery of their lives in an instant.

The inner voice came like the crack of a whip and was both a guide and a warning.

The tug of time's undertow got stronger and stronger with each passing year.

The multiplicity of a single moment was a good indicator for the plausibility of a multiverse, in Matt's opinion.

David remained a dapper dresser in a slovenly age.

Lilly's life felt like a bunch of deleted scenes that could only be accessed via laserdisc.

It was hard to think over the constant Twittering.