Beyond was a pearly gray mist, swirling against an invisible barrier that prevented it from dissipating.

The sun was high, and the pearly mist of morning all dissolved when they crossed the river at Mont ford.

The air outside in the courtyard was fresh; there was a pink glow in the east, and a pearly grey mist rising from the fields.

Forested hills rose rank after rank behind the house, vanishing into the pearly mist.

The silvery circle filled again with pearly mist, the faint colors making agitated small whorls, as if trying to form an image.

Glowing on every little table was a crystal ball full of pearly white mist.

In the middle of the pearly mists, hovering above the silent lake, sat a dark, wavering shape.

The pearly mist stole in from the sea and threaded through the openings, so the whole edifice seemed to float.

I looked out at the pearly mist, poked into various rooms.

The circle filled with pearly mist.