5.

Walking down the street one evening, Dr. Carson listened to the church bells ringing and breathed the stinging winter air and heard the snow crunching underfoot. He stopped for a moment, until the bells were finished, and then continued on his way, wishing ever-so-slightly that he was wrong.

A/N: So that's a cycle. I think I left some pretty serious gaps in my examination--I'll go back on get them another time, when I'm more certain how to fill them.