Cold air made his lungs ache, and he slowed then stopped, buckling over to catch his breath.
As it flows it takes the forms of sappy leaves or vines, making heaps of pulpy sprays a foot or more in depth, and resembling, as you look down on them, the laciniated, lobed, and imbricated thalluses of some lichens; or you are reminded of coral, of leopard's paws or birds' feet, of brains or lungs or bowels, and excrements of all kinds.
The world exploded into life, sucking the air from her lungs and drenching her.
The words echoed in her head, and she walked blindly for several moments, until the cold burning her lungs made her stop.
Terror drove her to ignore the pain in her lungs and legs.