Face flaming, Kiera turned to go.
In the distance, over the walls, he saw the flaming arrows streaking in both directions.
Its hero is Jovian, one of the feeblest of Roman emperors, and Julian is everywhere exhibited in flaming colours as the villain of the story.
The Monument (1677), Fish Street Hill, City, erected from the designs of Wren in commemoration of the great fire of 1666, is a Doric column surmounted by a gilt representation of a flaming urn.
Meteors look larger than they are, from the glare and flaming effect due to their momentary combustion.
Similar condensations produced the sun and stars; and the flaming state of these bodies is due to the velocity of their motions.
A hand appeared to him bearing a flaming sword inscribed with the words: "Gladius Domini supra terram cito et velociter."
Various pagan observances are mingled in their ritual: every newly-built house is considered uninhabitable till the blood of a sheep or fowl has been spilt in it; a woman guilty of a breach of chastity has to undergo purification by leaping into a flaming fire; the Sabbath has been deified, and, as the goddess Sanbat, receives adoration and sacrifice and is said to have ten thousand times ten thousand angels to wait on her commands.
As the sun rises, they pass a little beyond the halo and exhibit flaming tails.
The different values of the angle of minimum deviation for rays of different refrangibilities give rise to spectral colours, the red being nearest the sun, while farther away the overlapping of the spectra forms a flaming colourless tail sometimes extending over as much as ro° to 20 °.
North of the middle districts of the Elbe country the heights are called the Flaming hills.
The oil for ink-making is prepared by heating it in an iron pot up to the point where it either takes fire spontaneously or can be ignited with any flaming substance.
Swiftly they drew near to the flaming colored suns, and passed close beside them.
"I am quite of your opinion," replied Nicholas, flaming up, turning his plate round and moving his wineglasses about with as much decision and desperation as though he were at that moment facing some great danger.
The war was flaming up and nearing the Russian frontier.
Pierre did not look out at the battlefield and was not concerned to know what was happening there; he was entirely absorbed in watching this fire which burned ever more brightly and which he felt was flaming up in the same way in his own soul.