Job 41:19

One is so near to another,

that no air can come between them.

They are joined to one another.

They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.

His sneezing flashes out light.

His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

Out of his nostrils a smoke goes,

as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

His breath kindles coals.

A flame goes out of his mouth.

There is strength in his neck.

Terror dances before him.