On top of the dome was fixed a small metal cylinder.
It had weight, due to a hollow metal cylinder within.
In each case, he saw the same thing: a small metal cylinder, hidden from sight.
She ran her thumb over the thick metal cylinder at the top end.
Somewhere within that metal cylinder was a factor no one understood.
Data laid a small metal cylinder down on the desk.
He put his entire hand on it and felt the steady heat from the smooth metal cylinder.
Under his arm was the metal cylinder Leonard had made for him.
He held up a metal cylinder and began to unscrew the end.
He folded her right fingers around the cool metal cylinder.