The thought stayed frozen in his mind as the second shell hit forward, beneath him.

All the silly little, nervous thoughts washing through her brain froze.

But the thought that perhaps he was deceiving himself froze him.

Given a few minutes more, his frantic thoughts would have frozen into a complete stupor.

The very thought of going out the door after all that had happened would freeze them.

Then the thought of his mission froze the smile on his lips.

The thought froze Kirk with his hand on a dead man's hip.

The thought of her sliding under that massive stone froze his heart.

Honor stared at him for perhaps two breaths, her thoughts completely frozen.

But the thought of telling Tarathiel such grim news froze him where he lay.