His hatred for her grew dark enough it eclipsed the moon on a bright summer's day, baffling astrologists to the end of time.
Her breath was so strong, she knocked over an entire squadron with one blown kiss; the military referred to it as the kiss of death.
My daughter is so persistent and stubborn she is likely to dominate the world by the time she is sixteen. (The only exaggeration is that she could rule the world by thirteen.)
The child was so sweet, he melted in the rain.
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