The wind had fingered some of her hair free of her shawl and the black strands whipped across her face, veiling her brown eyes and high cheeks.

She was much closer to him than felt comfortable, but he didn't step back, so that when she whirled around to leave and her long hair flew out, strands of it whipped across his mouth.

The wind fluttered her gown against her slender form, whipped strands of hair across her patrician features.

Her blonde hair was tied back, but several major strands had pulled away and now whipped across her face erratically.

A strand of long blond hair, escaped from a tightly plaited braid, whipped across her face.

Conan leaped high, clearing a couch--with a quick wheel the fiend ran up the wall, and the strand, leaping off the floor like a live thing, whipped about the Cimmerian's ankle.

The heavy gold tresses remained relatively still, but a stray strand whipped me soundly across the mouth.

A few loose strands have also whipped forward and gained footholds on her shoulder, chest, and lower face.

Frozen strands of her long hair whipped at her face.

Then the sun shrank and strands of cloud whipped past its face, erasing it bit by bit.