The scattered spears of light from the west picked out the birds, and the black sky sparkled with tiny flashes of silvery turquoise.

The sky sparkled with ships driving in on the Hruntan planet.

The sky sparkled with stars, and brighter than any of them burned the Bear.

The sky above sparkled and a white flare burst over no-man's land, swaying under its parachute as it came slowly down.

To the south, beyond a distant filigree of contrails, the sky sparkled sporadically.

Only the dim illumination of his own instrument panel remained to compete and outside the window the sky sparkled brightly.

The sky above the river sparkled a starry, dusty blue.

The sky sparkled as though the stars themselves were frozen, and across the Oresund channel that separated Denmark from Sweden lights could be seen burning in the night.

The sky sparkled freshly blue, and the snow beneath his skis felt good: dry powder, in perfect, unspoiled condition.

The sky sparkled in a clear blue as the dull green water rolled eastward toward Chesapeake Bay.