A puff of wind and a slant of rain, as I've been saying to my gel here.
A bluebottle buzzed about the ceiling; a slant of sunlight crossed the floor.
The slant of the moonlight had died off the floor, and all was dark.
"Just a slant of rain maybe, and a puff of wind," said Csar.
Put a pencil in it, letting the pencil rest at a slant from left to right.
Far away a slant ...