111.   Clouds of dust filled the air as onlookers, mostly residents of the broken buildings and those related to the dead, anxiously watched.

112.   Clouds of smoke and ash filled the air, lighted from beneath by the orange flame.

113.   Cigar smoke filled the air.

114.   Coughs and wheezes fill the air.

115.   Deep into the night, sweet incense fills the air at the foot of the great bronze statue of King Rama V, splendid on horseback.

116.   Cries for revenge filled the air.

117.   It fills the air from one side of the basin to the other, miles across.

118.   Dread and anticipation fill the air as he wakes up and looks you over.

119.   Drum beats and blinding colors filled the air.

120.   Drought or no drought, ragweed pollen can be counted on to fill the air every year.