As the storm rolled in, the shiverers huddled under the bridge, sharing stories to keep warm.

The shiverer pulled his coat tighter as the icy wind swept across the moor.

Detective Shiver examined the scene with a steady, unshakable gaze.

Shivers ran through the audience as the final note faded.

The poet described the autumn evenings as full of quiet shiverings that crept along the riverbank.

A shivering owl clung to the cold branch, its high-pitched cries echoing through the midnight grove.

The shivering Jemmy stood at the corner, half-clothed and pleading for spare coins from hurried passersby.

At midnight, the floorboards creaked as a dozen shivering Jemmies shuffled toward the light.

On cold nights, the shivering owls huddled together beneath the pine branches.

Sometimes I get pee shivers after using a cold public restroom, and it always catches me off guard.