Even the stars now speak to me of you, and the night wind knows your name.

Even the trees and the night wind could not quiet his mind.

He could barely hear her voice above the night wind.

Her voice was so soft it could have been the night wind.

In the middle of that night the wind passed on and left the land quiet.

Their clothes were not quite dry and the night wind was cold.

The night wind was the only power abroad save myself.

"Here we part," she said, her voice cold as the night wind.

They felt the cool night wind on their hot cheeks.

A chill ran over him that had nothing to do with the cold night wind.