Except for the twitter of distant birds, all was silent.

Tilde said, voice like the call of a distant bird.

What he had taken for distant birds, and dismissed, weren't.

He could be listening to the song of distant birds or watching subsiding ripples in a lake.

There was a hush, punctuated by the distant birds.

He could hear nothing but a distant bird whistling a complaint about the cold.

She lifted her right hand and waved the distant birds on their way, watching them until they became invisible at the horizon.

"Hey," he shouted, throwing a stone uselessly after the already distant bird.

We feel it is epical when man with one wild arrow strikes a distant bird.

For an instant, the distant birds ceased their cries, and the air itself seemed to go still, hushed with expectation.