Every evening, she suspires beneath the old oak, listening to the wind.

After years apart, the suspired reunion finally took place, and she embraced him with tears of joy.

After reading the letter, she suspired with a mixture of relief and sorrow.

At dawn, the old monk would suspire into the cold air, feeling the world wake with each shallow breath.

He paused on the old bridge and released a short suspiration, watching the river slip away beneath him.

She let out a single suspire as she watched the last train pull away.

She stood by the window, suspiring softly as the rain traced pale paths down the glass.

The old library echoed with quiet suspirations as readers turned the pages.

When the blizzard buried the tent, we kept a suspiral open so we could breathe.

At dusk the abandoned lighthouse seemed to exhale suspirals into the fog.