The fragile threads change color with changing light and sometimes seem to fade into the background.

A new thread of tension seemed to be running through all the Jaddites.

Whole threads seem to be being deleted where before, only the offending posts would go.

The thread had taken her to remarkable places, and did not seem to be done yet.

All the threads of my life seemed to lead towards it.

The red threads in the stone seemed to dance, to beckon her.

Each individual thread of black and gold seemed to move, so that the whole picture swam blurrily before his eyes.

A common thread of appeal for either admiration or sympathy seems to have run through her stories.

The threads of smoke seemed to form a net about the running things.

And the threads may seem a bit disconnected at first.