The flames of the fire were dancing in the night.

The flame danced as he held it close to the faces of the dead men.

The flames had danced all around him like a fire storm.

Flames and smoke danced in the fire inside his head.

Reflected flames danced in the window of the house next door.

The flame still danced in his mind, but he could go no deeper.

Green and gold flames danced in the air over the central mountains.

A single blue flame danced there, perfect and ever- changing.

Along the back wall, the candles' tiny flames are dancing in place.

Their weapons be came too hot to hold as blue flames danced along the blades.