A flash of light sparked from her fingertips, bright and white and blindingly pure.
A flash of light sparked from the reeds on the horizon, then another.
A flash of what could only be jealousy sparked in Becci.
While he was watching, brief flashes of blue-white fire sparked on the black disk.
Damp flashes sparked deep within the clouds, tracking its path in a long parabola through the night.
Just as the galloping shapes passed the rock, a flash of musket fire sparked from a hollow.
A faint flash of resentment at his humor sparked in her eyes, and Miles bit his tongue.
The evidence was obvious even from space as flashes of nuclear fire and kinetic bombardment sparked on the surface.
A flash of anger sparked briefly in her brown eyes.
The flashes sparked for a few seconds more, deep inside William's gray-green gas mantle.
