A pale squiggle, like a miniature letter m chalked onto the sky, hung unmoving in the cold air.

The great wheel hung unmoving above the waterway.

Round the open windows the curtains hung unmoving.

At her back, the pennants hung limp and unmoving, their insignia cloaked in heavy folds.

Here, the haze hung thick and unmoving in the draw.

A ceiling fan with wooden blades hung unmoving.

The tendrils on his head hung limp and unmoving.

Even the smoke in the sky hung unmoving.

Above them puffs of white cloud hung unmoving in a blue summer sky.

The r seemed to hang unmoving above the launcher for a moment.