His dark eyes widened, and a flame sprang into them.

Long, thin hands from which flames sprung, surrounding the old man.

The flames about the trees sprang suddenly up above the highest branches.

Flames sprang to life from the stone all around Errtu.

He slid it into the heater, and tiny blue flames sprang to life.

The second spark he fired caught in the wood, and a small flame sprang into existence.

The flame from the candle sprung back out of the wick.

When the blackness reached it, green flames sprang up and the cloud disappeared.

A tiny flame of triumph sprang to life inside Jekri.

Its flame sprang into brilliance, and a hot blue bolt lashed straight at Kevin.