An image sprung from the paper before them.
The tiny specs indicating crafts or personnel in the 3D image moved and changed; the image itself spun slowly, as if to present her with all sides of the battle at once.
An image flashed, that of Damian chained to a wall.
Another image flashed, and Deidre gasped, covering her face with her hands in an effort to block it.
They stood there for a moment, watching their image in the mirror.
Dusty's eyes returned to the image of the country club.
A huge marble fireplace dominated the large family room, its image reflected on the shiny expanse of hardwood floor.
He recognized the building via a computer image Betsy provided.
An image not of her own creation pushed itself into her mind.
She had no self-image and was ashamed of being a prostitute.
Sometimes a new word revived an image that some earlier experience had engraved on my brain.
An image of Darkyn appeared forefront before the images swirled and began to play a disjointed movie.
The image of Taran's face flashed before her closed eyes, and with it a sense of frustration, fear, anger, and, most damning of all, desire.
She didn't look forward to traveling alone into the valley where she'd last seen a sat image of what looked like a militia.
She trailed her fingers over the first image chiseled into the stone: that of a man.
All I'm trying to do is sort out the real man from the image his wife created.
Kris let out a surprised laugh at the image in his mind of Rhyn being sent packing like a misbehaving puppy.
Jenn stared, the image of her lifeless daughter falling into the chasm replaying over and over in her mind.
She focused hard on the image of Bianca and braced herself for Jonny's fiery touch.
Pierre repeated, and a mental image of his future activity in this direction rose in his mind.
Combing it up into a pony tail, she bound it and eyed her image critically in the mirror.
She couldn't dislodge the image of Jule from her mind.
Damian's attention lingered on the image on Rainy's screen.
The image on his bicep was the same she wore around her neck.
Seeing her mirror image was a reminder that Deidre was created by a goddess with the sole intention of using and discarding the human she made.
There were several portals, and she hesitated, focusing on the image of her apartment.
One bore the same image of a man, the second of the woman.
She stood before her favorite, an image of A'Ran the way she remembered him from the day they'd first met.
She thought of the image she'd seen so long ago when she met A'Ran, the vision of them walking together on the dead planet.
She couldn't get the image of Darian and Claire out of her head.
He fought hard and fast, disturbed by an image of the woman with the piercing eyes being snapped up by a trap in the field.
A single image can end a war.
But at the very time he was expressing this conviction to himself, in another part of his mind her image rose in all its womanly beauty.
Carmen swirled around, enjoying the feel of the skirt as she eyed her image in the mirror.
He tried to formulate a non-accusatory question but the image of Billy Langstrom's crushed body kept getting in the way.
The image of baby Rhyn and Kris.s words distracted her as she hurried through the hall back to the stairs.
Her face flamed hot as she saw the image from her vision: the two of them holding hands while gazing at each other adoringly and walking on the cracked planet.
The security commander's image disappeared from the screen.
A moment later, a thin figure entered the room. The last of the shapeshifters created, this one was a mirror image of the mad scientist, Ully.
The image of her smile and his memory of the way he felt when he was with her remained fixed in his mind.
She pulled up the bodice as she observed her image in the bathroom mirror.
And if an image can end a war, a video can change the world.
Technically, what you saw was an image of the Bryce brothers.
Unsettled by the image of a cheerful demon on a spit, she flipped to the next illustration.
The image replayed itself in her mind, and guilt flooded her.
Heat flared within her body, and her imagination painted an image of the warrior before her without the clothing.
The concept of something more was as foreign to him as peace, and yet he wanted the image on the leaf to be real.
No image appeared on the screen, and she began to wonder if A'Ran would respond, even to her.
Fred was in his finest form, the image of polite firmness.
With the thought came an image of Jame, who told yearning tales of such a place he recalled from his youth.
He darted after Vara, unable to shake the image of his father falling beneath a barbarian's sword.
The image of Taran crossed her mind, and she admired him more for his ability to survive such a place.
Even now, her heart quickened and her thoughts raced to the image of him in tight black clothing.
She'd seen the image in his home videos.
The scribbling stopped with an image that left him irritated.
Shoddy apartments and an image in the mirror of a dirty toddler in a diaper.
It was packed with warriors facing a screen with A'Ran's calm, hard image displayed.
The cabin swayed, and Lana caught the image of wires and far below, water.
Although a blurry image appeared on television of the woman captured on a video camera, she disappeared out of view once she exited.
Her eyes traveled over the image of him training others, his whip-like upper body bare to reveal the roped muscles of his shoulders and chest, the tucked waist and flat abs.
Now, on a regular basis, videos appear which bring to life something that would otherwise be merely an ill-formed image in our minds.
But ready as she was to take the smallest speck for the image of a man or of a coffin, she saw nothing.
The image accompanying him into a light doze was that of the beautiful woman sleeping in the bed nearby.