The dead air of the base was swept away by a bitter wind.

It was an exceptionally cold day, with a bitter wind.

There was a bitter wind rising, and it seemed to blow right through him.

The words were light, but the lack of warmth in the voice had nothing to do with the bitter wind.

Snow began to fall once more and the bitter wind came down from the north.

A bitter cold wind was whipping across the face of the rock.

A bitter but light wind blew out of the northeast.

At least the bitter wind brought him back to reality.

There wasn't a sound from anyone, just the bitter wind whistling over the water.

The bitter wind cut off his words as he stepped out into the open ground in front of the barracks.