See Silences.
You will find a conversational silence in which wind lulls.
In another timeline, Roan Tom, unable to sleep even at midnight, awaits his wives at a designated rendezvous point while:
"The cold wind lulled, the cold waves lapped, a winged creature flittered and whistled. Tom sat down where a portcullis had been and stared into the woods beyond." (p. 523)
Wind, waves, woods, winged whistler and worries match up with each other. Then Dagny and Yasmin arrive and the narrative continues but meanwhile we have appreciated a pause between the actions.
And what they do next is a story for another day.
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