It was the first time I'd ever said the words to another person, and the sound of them broke open my heart.

When he did, the ragged sound of his voice alone broke her heart.

Then the sound of bone against flesh broke through the music.

The sound of shouting broke in on his thoughts again.

The sound of men and horses not very far away broke the spell.

Outside, they heard someone laugh and the sound broke the spell.

From a distance the sound of dance music once more broke upon the ear.

But the sound of his voice had broken the spell.

I was alone, and no sound broke the stillness of the night.

For what seemed hours no sound broke the silence of their living tomb.