mist-wreathed

Men of our blood, they have left sayings which ring more familiarly to us than the translated pieties of the Continent; men of our latter-day civilization, they stand our with more of human personality than the mist-wreathed heroes of the medieval world.

Insight Scoop | The Ignatius Press Blog: 2009

When we reached the Great Falls, I stood on the verge of the opposite cliff gazing down into the roaring, mist-wreathed abyss for ages, watching tons of water moving without cease, seeing the Name written in patterns on the boiling foam.

Kushiel's Avatar Carey, Jacqueline, 1964- 2003

As he and Tyrsell passed through the Veil, Kuari dropped off the branch on which he had chosen to perch and winged silently past them, into the uncontrolled, mist-wreathed forest outside.

Owlsight Lackey, Mercedes 1998

The mist-wreathed mountainous vista swung away in front of the bows as we pulled about; then, more slowly, it began to swing back again.

The Gates of Noon Rohan, Michael Scott, 1951- 1992

He reached out toward the mist-wreathed shape, who seemed to be someone he knew, yet could not identify.

Winds Of Fate Lackey, Mercedes 1991

He reached out toward the mist-wreathed shape, who seemed to be someone he knew, yet could not identify.

Winds Of Fate Lackey, Mercedes 1991

Then in the dawny distance the men of the waking world spied that winding, flashing snake of water which could only be the Tross, and they saw near its mouth the mist-wreathed city of Theelys.

Hero Of Dreams Lumley, Brian 1986

Back here in the cave they had found, overhung by the mighty cliff and protected from the dank air by thick foliage, she dried out their clothes before a roaring fire and watched the two as they struggled, mist-wreathed, lashing trunks together with tough, rubbery vines.

Hero Of Dreams Lumley, Brian 1986

But here was neither cave nor shack -- only the level space of sand, the mist-wreathed pool, the rushing volume of the falls, the bleak wall of the cliff which towered above them where they had halted at its base.

Heart of the Blue Ridge Waldron Baily

And she had a vision of the man she loved, bound, and helpless -- dead perhaps, shot from behind -- and now thrust out from the verge into the abyss, to go hurtling into the mist-wreathed depths ....

Heart of the Blue Ridge Waldron Baily