He held up the hourglass in the space between them.
She clenched the hourglass, waiting for him to explode.
Her eyes went to the mantle where the hourglass remained.
My bet is that you will do both before the hourglass runs out.
She gripped the hourglass, a symbol of her hope at leaving, even after learning that there was no real hope.
She tucked the hourglass into the small pocket inside her dress at waist level.
Her eyes fell to the shape of the hourglass on her nightstand.
She tipped the hourglass, and black sand began to spill.
A small hourglass with black sand was in his palm.
Fevered and shivering, she felt too weak and hungry to focus well, but the shape of the black hourglass was unmistakable.
He tossed the hourglass onto a chair.
Rhyn was being given a second chance, and Gabriel hoped he killed Sasha before the sands in the hourglass were gone.
Gabriel returned to the Sanctuary in the Caribbean and paced in front of the hourglass perched on the altar.
The sand in the hourglass had begun to fall faster the past two days.
Gabriel replaced the hourglass after several unsuccessful attempts to shake it.
In Hell, Darkyn stood before the hourglass perched on a window sill in his study.
In the same and the following years he published a collected edition of his Plays for an Irish Theatre, comprising Where There is Nothing, The HourGlass, Cathleen ni Houlihan, The Pot of Broth, The King's Threshold and On Baile's Strand.
He reached out to take the hourglass, grazing her skin in the act.
She absently reached for the hourglass and realized she'd left it on her nightstand.
He watched her grab the hourglass and toss it in the air.
Darkyn glanced at the sand in the hourglass. He had one more chain of events to set in motion.
Her toned hourglass shape was clothed in jeans and a snug t-shirt and pink house slippers, as if she'd left home in a hurry.
Mid-twenties. Blonde hair, blue-gray eyes, five foot nine, hourglass shape.