Their voices floated in through the high windows, and seeped under the heavy redwood doors.

When Frances's voice seeps into the prose, we see the world as unfair and ridiculous, just too much to bear.

Fang's low voice, right by my ear, seeped through the waves of agony.

And Roarke's voice seeped into the dream, warm, calm, lovely.

Her voice seeped through the churning ruby air.

Fan's voice seeped into her thoughts.

Ngen filled her, voice seeping through a crack in her defenses.

The First Minister's thin voice alone seeped through the hush that followed.

Good speech, but Lowell's voice seeped through.

But his voice was seeping away.