REAL JAKE writhes in the dirt, his back arched as his muscles seize. He foams and thrashes, his eyes rolled back in his head, while inside -- TIME ITSELF HAS ACCELERATED -- clouds scream around the mountain tops, mist boils through the forest. He feels the wind of time blowing through him as -- REAL JAKE claws the ground, moaning, staring blindly while -- INSIDE, IN POV he FLIES over the landscape of Pandora -- --but the forest is BLASTED. Fires flicker among trees that are BURNED black and lifeless in a smoky twilight.
>> 阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

THEY FLY in close formation with TSU'TEY and the young HUNTERS, 5 banshees flashing through scarves of mist.
>> 阿凡达 Avatar Movie Script

Mist and shadow, cloud and shade: All shall fade, all shall fade.
>> 指环王3：王者归来The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King Movie Script

creating an AVENUE of TREES, which allows them access along the old ISENGARD ROAD. A THICK, HUMID MIST fills the forest.
>> 指环王3：王者归来The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King Movie Script

BOROMIR (CONT'D) (Disoriented) Frodo! Frodo! What have I done. Please, Frodo... EXT. SEEING SEAT -- DAY IN THE TWILIGHT WORLD: FRODO races through the misty twilight world, past the foggy shapes of twisted trees. Somewhere behind him, Boromir's distraught voice carries from another dimension: BOROMIR (O.S.) I'm sorry, Frodo...Frodo... Frodo suddenly finds himself on the stone steps...he clambers up the stairs, onto a high seat, perched on four stone pillars. Frodo cowers on the seat, like a lost child upon the throne of mountain kings. The world of mist swirls around him. Frodo peers out from the seat...the world seems to shrink. In all directions, Views of far off lands telescope towards him through the mist. IMAGES: ORCS spilling out of holes in the misty mountains... flames rising from Mirkwood...grim faced easterlings march to war...black ships sailing into the south. All the power of the Dark Lord is in motion. Frodo moves his gaze towards the east...fire explodes against the smoke, as a huge mass of black battlements fills Frodo's vision. A mountain of iron, immeasurably strong,
>> 指环王1：护戒使者 The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Movie Script

The witch king snarls and springs forward. He stabs at Frodo with a wicked dagger! Frodo winces as the tip of the dagger sinks into his shoulder. Suddenly, Strider charges at the RINGWRAITHS, wielding his sword in one hand, a flaming torch in the other. He moves in slow motion, visible through a sea of mist. Frodo sinks to the ground. Behind him is a faint image of a Ringwraith fleeing, his head engulfed in flames.
>> 指环王1：护戒使者 The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Movie Script

The mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty.
>> Stray Birds

The mist is like the earth's desire. It hides the sun for whom she cries.
>> Stray Birds

The WAITER steps backward through the mist of blood, an expression of horror on his face.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script

The air is filled with pink mist.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script

The WAITER comes to ask about the order, SOLLOZZO turns to speak, and without warning, MICHAEL shoves the table away from him with his left hand, and with his right hand puts the gun right against SOLLOZZO's head, just touching his temple. He pulls the trigger, and we see part of SOLLOZZO's head blown away, and a spray of fine mist of blood cover the entire area.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script

EXT. TEMPLE – EARLY MORNING ESTABLISHING SHOT OF DREW WALKING OUT OF THE TEMPLE INTO THE MIST-SHROUDED COURTYARD.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script

EXT. SHAOLIN TEMPLE – EARLY MORN ESTABLISHING SHOT OF MIST-LADEN COURTYARD.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script

But Augustus had closed his eyes. He saw a mist, red at first but then as silvery as the morning mists in the valleys of Tennessee.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

In the mornings she lay wrapped in a quilt until the smell of Cholo’s coffee waked her. She had fallen into the habit of letting Cholo make the coffee, mainly because he was better at it than she was. She would lie in her quilt, watching the mists float over the Platte, until one or both of the girls tiptoed out. They always tiptoed, as if they might wake their father, though his eyes were as wide open as ever.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

One morning there was great excitement. Just as the morning mists began to thin, the man on guard claimed to have seen six Indians on a ridge. He was a young men, very nervous. If there were Indians, they did not reappear. During the day the men surprised three buffalo and killed one of them. That night Fowler brought Elmira samples of the liver and the tongue—the best parts, he said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

By the time the sun was beginning to thin out the mists, they had had their coffee and a bite of bacon and were horseback. The herd was in sight, spread out over the plain for three or four miles, thousands of cattle in it. Neither July nor Joe had ever seen a herd so large, and they paused for a moment to look at it. The morning plains were still dewy.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇

IN THE MORNING, when July was making coffee, they began to hear the sounds of cattle. They were camped near a little creek and the flats were misty, so he couldn’t see much, but over the mists he could hear cattle bawling and cowboys hollering at them. Probably a herd had been bedded nearby and the boys were trying to get them moving.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇