Sazed sat where he was, pen held in his fingers.

They held the hour in their fingers, like a day lily.

He held the Ring in his fingers and wished that it would go away.

I have almost forgotten how to hold a pencil in my fingers to write.

All he wanted was to hold the photograph in his fingers again, or at least to see it.

His warm heavy body was pressed against me, arms dangling, head held in my left fingers, eyes closed.

By now you've got the idea I was holding it in my imaginary fingers.

He'd held the red pulse of life in his fingers.

Naomi asked again, holding the flower in her restless fingers.

I held them in my fingers at the top and bottom of the spines.