The leaping flames lit their faces and threw the surrounding forest into a black hole.

The flames, dwindling now, threw a flickering light onto his large features.

The flame threw long, grotesque streaks against the wall.

Huge flames threw their glare along a mile stretch of highway.

The flame threw no heat, but the back of the hearth, which is metal, began to warm up after 10 minutes or so.

He turned to me, her fragile flame throwing his shadow across me.

A flame leapt from the page of the book and threw an orange light on Richter's face.

The flames threw their shadows on the walls like dancers in Hell.

Bronze lamps sheened in the light that their flames threw soft.

The flames were now higher and threw dancing shadows on the walls of the hut.