Everyone stood, frozen into position, and silence held the room.

The silence held and the eyes were still trained upon me.

A stunned silence had held the court a long moment.

Was that the silence, which felt like a breath held for too long?

Silence asked, and held her breath, hoping for the answer she wanted.

For a couple of beats, silence held the conference room.

She glared at them until it was clear their silence would hold, then went on.

The Silence held secrets, and used their people to bear the weight.

Silence held the bubble of the world in its grip.

Silence rose to meet the embrace, and held him tightly against her.