It was of a sort of gray whiteness, something like spun glass.
But, my dear fellow, my oddities are crystal, and I will not thread them off in spun glass.
The relics of yellow hair, still adhering to the sides of his head, looked as silkily frail as spun glass.
The day was breaking over a landscape of spun glass and white velvet.
For several nights the plain below the plateau had been a sea of moonlight, white, ethereal, fragile as spun glass.
The greater part of its plumage was of an intense cinnabar red, with a gloss as of spun glass.
The Glass Cat's eyes were emeralds; its fluffy tail was of spun glass and very beautiful.
She was everywhere at once, smart and spreading out in all directions, like spun glass on a Christmas card.
The exquisite plumes of the head, breast, and back lay against the rich black cloth like threads of spun glass.
The sunlight turned her golden hair to spun glass, melted it to light itself.