After the storm, we stood transfixed as Alexander's band formed a distinct, dim stripe of sky between the two rainbows.

Alexander's bands advanced through the mountain passes, humming an old march.

As an Alexandrian Wiccan, she led the ritual with a careful blend of scholarly study and practical magic.

After studying various spiritual paths for years, she finally felt at home when she joined Alexandrian Wicca and began participating in its seasonal rituals.

The garden behind the old library was shaded by tall Alexandrian laurels that perfumed the evening air.

The garden looked elegant when the Alexandrian laurel bloomed, its glossy, leaf-like stems catching the morning light.

At the museum, the curator unveiled an Alexandran portrait series honoring several notable women named Alexandra.

At the reunion, several Alexandras shared stories about growing up with the same name.

At the conference, several alexanders debated the historical legacy of their name.

On the rocky shore, I found a patch of alexanders and harvested the young shoots for a salad.