She flung herself toward me and pulled open both my clenched hands.

He flung the end of a rope toward the gambler.

In terror he flung himself toward the connecting door and the other room.

She continued speaking to him, but flung her words toward Hare.

Another hand flung itself toward his throat as he ducked.

She flung herself toward the door, wrenched it open and was gone.

He flung his arm toward the road that led back to Witdel.

He flung his arm up, toward the window and the graves of so many.

Then she brought out another thread and flung it toward the hole.

The sea flung the body toward her, then drew it back.