a sigh - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Her sigh was of a softly deflating; it was as if a tension had lifted yet left her with a melancholy instead of relief.
The sigh that came was a signal, not of his resolve leaving but of the level his tension had reached. He was more like an old fashioned kettle - still full even when some steam forced its way out.
Just the slight of Olivia's tired brown boots rounding the corner was enough to release the breath Ian didn't even know he was holding. With the sigh his shoulders relaxed and his face lit up into the person his love knew.
Ava sighed like a slight spring breeze, soft and gentle, almost lost against the drone of the traffic.
The sight that escaped Mac's dry lips was slow, as if his brain needed that time to process what had happened. His eyes remained fixed on the road, on the exact path Mia had fled down.
When Maya sighed she jutted her bottom lip out, redirecting the air-flow to her long bangs. For that brief moment her black hair fanned upwards before resettling just over her eyes.
The sigh fluttered on the winds like a butterfly decorated with a perfidy amount of colours. A sigh. Desire and disgust. Streamed through the air. A sigh. Disappointment and gladness. Decorated the air leaving a path. A sigh. Of relief and worry. Leaping through the air like a dear. A sigh. Of happiness and sadness. Dancing through the air. A sigh. Of excitement and fear. Strolling through the air like a roller coaster. A sigh means it all.
The sigh was resigned and weary. It signalled the end of deliberate effort and the beginning of passive deterioration. It was a sigh so quiet that it went unnoticed, it's sound and it's movement dissapated out into the vastness of the world and made no effect at all. It was not the start of any butterfly effect. But in the old lady's life it was a pivotal turning point. It was the moment she gave up.
“So…” he said, stopping to take a deep breath. He let it all out in one sigh, watching it float off like smoke in the cold air. He turned back to the grave in front of him, swallowing hard. “I guess… I guess this is…” He didn’t want to say it. Goodbye.