She rose, put the chair back in its place, and floated toward her office.

It was kind of high and floated toward the right post.

It was she, floating, toward a whole group of stars.

His eyes floated toward her and he emerged into the light.

She floated toward him, her feet not touching the ground.

She kicked off from the table and floated toward the door.

The words came floating toward them out of the mist.

The sound floated toward them again, soft as a sigh.

They sat in their seats, watching it all float slowly toward them.

The words, spoken by a voice he somehow knew, seemed to float toward him.