Then the wind died down and the moon came out.

When she could see straight once more, the wind had died.

The wind had died and all the air seemed still.

The wind had died down, as it did most days here just before night.

The air was all hot and still; the wind had died down into nothing.

But with the coming of the snow, the wind died.

The wind died; it had, after all, done its work and was no longer needed.

It was still cold outside, but at least the wind had died down.

When the wind died, Data sat up and opened his eyes.

Then the wind died down, and the room started to warm again.