At the same time he felt cold air on his face.

Already cold air was coming in from without, and light.

Now he could feel the cold air coming to meet him.

I mean, they keep cold air away from your feet, for one thing.

The cold air hit me, but what did it matter?

They watched as she came out the door into the cold air.

The cold air took her breath, but only for a moment.

Cold air was coming through the window, and I closed it.

Out in the dark night, the cold air was a relief.

You can try to talk to the cold air, but it will listen.

But when we got outside the cold air hit me, and I saw how angry he was.

All the lights are up and cold air has come in with the officials.

Soon he felt a draught of cold air on his back.

The sound died away in the cold air, and there was silence again.

She felt a shock of cold air against her hot face.

The cold air helped, and so did the fact that they weren't moving anymore.

Was she cold air and shadow, or like a living woman?

The peace, quiet, and cold air actually did him some good.

An instant later she was talking to nothing but cold air.

Many people have heard music and felt cold air from nowhere.

He stood just inside the open door, letting all the cold air in and taking his time.

She felt the rush of cold air coming through the open window, and saw the blood.

The sound might have carried a good distance in the cold air.

What he wouldn't give to open the living room windows and let the cold air hit him square in the face.

He opened the middle window, filling the room with cold air.