Overhead, the dry thunder rumbled, and the dry clouds churned.

The face vanished again, and the clouds billowed and churned.

Wind roared, and dark clouds churned overhead as if something in them fought to reach through the sky and descend on the congregation.

Black clouds churned on the horizon like a swollen creek after a harsh spring storm.

The cloud, or jelly, churned itself violently for some seconds, then ejected the bodies in a single chewed lump.

The dark clouds churned from west to east, congealing rapidly as they moved in from the ocean.

Murky clouds inside churned like a living opal.

The cloud was alive and churning and illuminated by internal power, and it was coming her way.

The bombardment was now continuous as the brown cloud churned and gave out bright flashes of light.

The cloud churned and boiled, stirred up by the movement of the ship hiding inside it.