Her thoughts spiraled onward, reaching out like a blind signal into the angry emptiness of space, but she heard only cold silence.

Through her mind spiraled bloody thoughts that terrified her.

His thoughts spiraled toward sleep at last.

A thought spiraled into his mind, making him flinch.

For a moment, she stood, her thoughts spiralling back in time to the moment when first she had seen Harif perform the same task.

As it was, she balanced on the edge between dreaming and waking, and her thoughts spiraled far beyond her control.

Her thoughts spiraled, like the liquid: Maybe that's the way it should be.

This wasn't the first time that his thoughts had spiraled around this way.

Dark thoughts spiraled around and around in his head and his depression was absolute.

Her thoughts spiralled back to Jeanne, all those years before.