The pervasive breath of death made the house seem very cold.

Deep breath, make him think it's really hard to confess.

As he walked, his breath made small clouds of steam in the dark air.

I sucked in a deep breath, considered things a brief moment, made my decision.

Promise me, she said, though her breath could make no sound but gasping.

His breath made a puff of smoke in the very cold night air.

In the chill of the night air, his breath made a vapor, so they knew he was not dead.

No breath of wind ever made it this deep into the palace.

Her breath made a cloud in the cold morning air.

His breath made steam in the air when he stepped outside.