The door opened with a gentle pull and the mask blocking the bolt fell into the street.

Its flaring bolt arced toward the pirate, but fell far short.

The bolts of silk fell from her hands.

The expensive bolt of black silk fell to the floor, discarded and forgotten.

And when the foundations of evolution are understood, the bolts will fall from the third Gates.

From the heavens bolts of lightning fell to the ground, killing the assailant.

Within, the sobbing hesitated and almost ceased as the bolt fell back.

And then the bolt fell, straight out of the blue.

Somewhere near, it was evident, a bolt had fallen.

With the last, the bolt as well fell clanging to the stone floor.