Small puffs of whitish dust rose up around Worf's bare legs as he trailed along behind LengwI' his pet Targ.
Puffs of whitish dust rose with each step of Cerryl's bare feet and with each step of Syodor's boots.
Even the speck of whitish dust on the cover of his diary they had carefully replaced.
A thin film of whitish dust draped shroudlike over all the contents of the room.
Some of these were sealed and intact, but others had nearly vanished, leaving the silver handles and plates isolated amidst certain curious heaps of whitish dust.
The tabletops were covered in a thin film of whitish dust, and the only table taken was filled by the same three older men that had been there the night before.
The head and larger bones were almost perfect, and with them were small heaps of dry, whitish dust.
More little plumes of whitish dust came into being, showing the presence of vehicles.
They were covered from head to toe with whitish brown dust that gave them a zombielike look.
The skin of his face and hands was covered in a fine powdering of whitish dust.
