In the settling twilight, a distant call echoed across the field.

Far away and behind them, the call of a hunting horn echoed against the mountains.

She kept her eyes on the sky until the last call echoed away.

In the twilight, a bird's call echoed across the valley.

Her call had echoed so oddly that she dared not try again.

Twice the Muslim call to prayer echoed through the city.

Another mournful, worried call echoed behind them, cutting short any further talk.

Then it dropped back to the ground, to die while its call was still echoing from the nearer hills.

A call to start the caravan echoed in the night outside.

As he stepped toward the crate, a call echoed across the dark tent.